Cheating Sucks - Short Sad Story

One evening, a girl named Rachel invited a cute guy she knew over to her house. Her parents were away for the weekend, so they had the place to themselves. The guy's name was Benny and she thought he was the most handsome boy in school.

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They were sitting on the couch and after a while, they began making out. Things were getting pretty hot and heavy and benny took off his shirt. All of a sudden, the Rachel's cell phone began ringing.

"Hey babe, I need to take this call," she said. "I'll be right back."

"Yeah, OK... Sure," replied Benny.

Rachel got up, grabbed her phone and walked into the next room, shutting the door behind her.

Rachel: Hey! What's up?

John: Nothing much. Hey Honey, do you think we could go do something later? My boss let me out of work early tonight. What are the chances, huh?

Rachel: Uh... Yeah, that sounds great!

John: OK, cool. I'm almost at your house. I'll come pick you up and we'll talk about where to go.

Rachel: Oh, um... That's not such a good idea...

John: Why not?

Rachel: I'm just busy right now... Sorry.

John: Busy with what? I'm your boyfriend! You don't have time to meet me? You didn't make any other plans did you...?

Rachel: Er... No... No... I was just... um... having dinner with my parents.

John: I thought you said your parents were away this weekend...

Just then, her boyfriend walked through the front door. He turned the corner into the hallway and saw his best friend, Benny, sitting on the couch with his shirt off. Rachel came rushing into the room.

John: What the hell is going on?!

Rachel: I can explain! Please, listen to me!

John: Benny? BENNY! What is he doing here?

Rachel: He was just helping me with my homework.

John: OMG! How could you, Rachel? How could you do this to me? I thought you loved me! And yet, here you are, cheating on me with MY BEST FRIEND! I don't believe this!

Rachel: John... It's not what it looks like!

As the young couple argued, Benny sheepishly put his shirt back on and climbed out the window. Feeling guilty and ashamed, he started his car and drove off down the street.

John felt sick to his very stomach. With tears in his eyes, he rushed out of the living room and slammed the door. Rachel ran after her boyfriend, begging him to listen to her.

Rachel: NO! Please! Come back, John!! Pleeeeeasssse????!!

She grabbed him by the arm, but he roughly brushed her off. Turning around, John looked straight into his girlfriend's eyes. Tears were streaming down his cheeks.

John: Why, Rachel? Why? I loved you! Oh my God, how could i have been so stupid. I fell in love with a tramp. That's what they call girls like you, isn't it? How many other guys have there been, Rachel? Here, take this!

He took something out of his pocket and threw it in her face. It fell on the floor and when Rachel looked down, she saw it was a ring. Her jaw dropped and she fell to her knees. It was a diamond engagement ring. She grabbed it with shaking hands and held it up.

Rachel: You... You were going to propose to me?

John: Yeah... How dumb was I? Maybe you better keep it... Something to remember me by...

With that, he stormed out and jumped into his car. As Rachel stood at her front door, crying uncontrollably, she watched his headlights fade into the distance.

Later that night, she was awoken by the sound of her doorbell ringing. When she answered it, there were two policemen standing on her doorstep. 

"I'm sorry to be the one to break the bad news to you," said one police officer. "A few hours ago, we found your boyfriend dead. He committed suicide." 

Rachel couldn't believe what she was hearing. She burst into tears and fell to the ground, curling up in a ball.

As she sobbed and wailed, the policemen told her what had happened. Apparently, her boyfriend had tied one end of a rope around his neck and the other end around a tree. Then, he got into his car and drove off. When the rope pulled tight, it ripped off his head. He had decapitated himself. 

"When we found him, he had a picture of you clutched in his hand," said the other police officer. "On the back, he had scribbled two words... CHEATING SUCKS."

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