If Keida was a drug then she was a hopeless addict, always trying to quit but always coming back for more. He had a tendency to destroy all common sense within her, a talent for bringing out the aspects of her she tried to keep buried away - that was the thrill of her affair with Keida, the unpredictability and the forbidden of it all. Cain was everything he wasn't, but that was something that went both ways. Cain was loving and kind but Keida made her insides burn, he gave her the release she couldn't find with Cain.<br/><br/>"I can't," her was hitting all the right places, causing her to buck her own hips into his, but she loved Cain (or at least) she believed she did.<br/><br/>Haley did her best to resist, to push against his chest whenever his eager limb would stab into its sheath. It was useless, she was weak of will and Keida was rolling his hips with a fervor that kept her thighs parted. She was so lost in Keida's expert ministrations that she didn't notice when Cain barged into the bathroom. Her terrified gaze met his outraged one. Haley had never seen so much hate in Cain's eyes, hadn't even known he was capable of it. She could see the hate transitioning to confusion then finally to rage. In an instant, her kind boy was launching himself at Keida with an intent to hurt and bruise.<br/><br/>The bathroom erupted into Chaos as fists and insults were tossed around. Cain was on the receiving end of most of the attacks, and soon found himself sprawled on his back with his hands above his head. He didn't understand what was happening, but chose to believe that Keida was the root of his hurt and everything that had gone wrong. Keida and his black heart and sinful hands. Haley loved him. He'd known Haley since they were little kids. She was one of his best friends.<br/><br/>She'd hurt him in the worst way she possible could. Haley's heart was breaking as she watched her boyfriend being pummeled on her bathroom floor. Contrary to Cain's accusations, she'd gone to Keida... she couldn't deny that. She'd made her choices and she'd hurt the one she'd loved in the process, if she weren't fearing for Cain's safety, she would have been consumed by guilt and shame unlike any other. "Keida, don't hurt him!" Her voice was shrill and laced with panic. "Stop it! Stop it now!"<br/><br/>Had Keida been distracted by Haley's screaming, Cain would have slammed his fist into the wiry boy's jaw. Once he managed to land the first punch, he would continue his assault like a wild man who'd been robbed of everything he held dear. He continued hurling accusations as fast as he hurled his fists.