EVANESCENCE

CHAPTER 24| My Best friend and My Girlfriend

“Man, I really feel like we’re brothers though we’re not. We’ve been best friends for ages.” A smirk escaped from my lips after a few minutes of discussing our lives, but he wasn’t even focused enough. I felt like, he wasn't listening well. He kept on texting which was annoying.

“Yeah, we’re brothers.” He nonchalantly responded too evident that his mind is flying somewhere in space. I was clearly curious about what kept him occupied but I don’t even bother to ask.

“Hang on a second” He snapped as he placed his phone on the coffee table heading to the bathroom. His phone suddenly vibrates as curiosity brings me up to grab and sees who was calling.

Christen.

Fucking hell. I swiped to answer the call but I didn't speak.

“Hello, hun? Are you still there? What took you so long to reply?” It was her. It was her voice, the same f*****g voice who called me. What’s going on? What are the things I didn’t know?

No. No, It can’t be. I was dropped dead in confusion as I ended the call. My fingers hovered through the screen to see his messages

Christen: I love you, Ashton. I really don't know what to do, but I'll break up with him soon. I love you, Take care. xx

I froze at my spot. The phone was tightly clutched in my hand in fury. My nerves trembled in extreme angst as I rose to my feet. Slowly, I felt my demons start to overcome me as I clenched my fists feeling my insides burn.

“Man, what the f**k? Why are you touching my phone?” He scoffed as he grabbed the phone from my hand. His eyes were merely shocked enough but he was pretending I saw nothing. I tugged his collar.

I scowled “Why the f**k did you touch my girlfriend!” I stood up. "Listen here man, You don't deserve her. She doesn't love you." His words stung with the audacity swelling on his face.

I punched him square in his jaw as his lips started to bleed “Who the f**k do you think you are, Ashton? You think that makes you good enough? You're just this f*****g lowlife who can't move on with Paige, you can't get a decent girl that's why you snaked on my girlfriend. My very own girl, you fuckhead."

I almost screamed on top of my lungs as my hand was still hardly gripped in his collar almost strangling him. It was inevitable. I threw my fist at his cheek and at his jaw mercilessly multiple times while screaming in my profanities.

Once I gave him enough, I let him go but he was giving me that smug look. "Go and beat the hell out of me, I love her Luke. Way better than you ever will."

I’m not f*****g sorry about what I have done. He deserved that pain. He had been my friend. My best friend, my brother for so many years, where I confessed all my grudges in life. Whom I trusted with everything, now look what he did. But what hurts the most was how I could feel Christen's affection enveloped on her message and how Ashton looked as though it was f*****g worth it.

The next thing I knew is I was outside with my car driving to Christen’s flat. My heart was racing extremely fast in fury. I just want to burst out in tears, but no. Not yet. I stormed inside the building almost running heading towards the lobby. I was in a complete rush as I hastened in the elevator and pushed the button. Few seconds after, I hasted inside. My face dropped as I felt my body slowly melt upon the idea of how devastated I was.

This was the feeling when you see the one you love with another.

Then there she was, in front of me.

“Christen why,”

“Luke, I never planned for this to happen. I swear. I just really love him, and it happened that I love him more than I love you. I can’t really help it though I tried my best to feel, it’s never this easy.” She explained trying to get me but I was clueless as to where this was headed. "You never tried, Christen," I said through gritted teeth.

“Don’t act like you’re the f*****g victim here, why don’t you just f*****g get in your cocky mind that we’re both victims of our confusing feelings,” She sobbed, trying to plant some sense in my head. Perhaps she’s right, we’re both confused and I couldn’t think of anything else to argue better. “What I felt for Ashton wasn’t intended at all, Luke. It wasn’t,” She said amidst of her choking on her own tears, “Maybe you’re just this-“

“You’re just some kind of thrill I was looking for but, it’s not you that I really want, Luke.” She confessed with tears still cascading on her face. It left me wordless. How would you even fight for someone who doesn’t want you? “We’re over now, I’m sorry.”

“What was it for... Everything?” My voice dropped because, I don’t know what to think of anymore. I confess, I always keep my pride high but I felt myself falling so seamlessly on this unknown pit. “I don’t know, Luke.” Nothing hurts better than having an insubstantial answer so I left her place and just stormed outside. I found myself sitting on a curb feeling everything and nothing at the same time. I never knew life could be chaotic.