Diamond

Chapter 5

Adrian's P.O.V

"YYEEESSSSSS AND THAT'S MATCH, LOSER!!!" I shout at the top of my lungs after winning the game against Gareth.

"AAAAHHHHHH WHHYYYYY!!!!" he throws himself on the couch covering his face to hide away the shame of losing, he has been bragging about winning the entire game but then the last minutes I have been scoring some points and now I have won.

"You owe me 10 dollars, my guy," I drink the last sips of my beer and go to the kitchen to grab another one out of the fridge, come back to the living room to see him sprawled out on the couch with his eyes closed.

"Where is my money?" I kick his foot before sitting back down.

"What money?"

"Don't play dumb with me. The bet that YOU made before we started playing, that the loser, which is YOU, has to pay the winner, a.k.a ME, 10 bucks,"

"Yeah, yeah, that was because I thought I was going to win,"

"You still have to pay, loser,"

I took out my phone and instinctively went to my chats to talk to Michelle, I saw that she didn't text me and I was about to send her a message but then I remembered our argument last night.

I knew that we would have to talk about it again but I just didn't know what to say. Besides, it's her who has to text me first telling me about the decision she is going to take. But I guess I was harsh with her by telling her that she is on her own with the pregnancy.

No matter how I try to think about anything else she is always on my mind, hopefully we can resolve this and just get our lives back to normal.

"Why don't you just call her?" I hear Gareth say to me, I looked up from my phone to see him staring at me.

"What?"

"Why don't you just call your girl, man? I mean you have been staring at your phone like someone waiting for their crush to text them back,"

"I don't know what you're talking about," I throw my phone on the space next to me on the couch. I open another bottle and start drinking the liquid inside feeling it burning down my throat quenching my thirst until the bottle was empty.

"Damn my guy, if you keep this up we won't be left with any beer before 1 p.m,"

I put the bottle on the table and burp out loud before hitting my chest with my fist.

"That's just nasty," he says to me while scrunching his nose.

"Says the guy that always burps, sneezes and farts at the same time before walking out the room and leaving me with the stench,"

"Hey, that's called art... What time is it?"

"It is 12 p.m, why are you asking?"

"I have to go take a shower," he stands up and walks down the hallway to his bathroom.

"Wait let me get this straight," he stops and turns around to face me. "You f****d some chick then after came here and started playing video games with me with all that sweat?" he nodded his head.

"Man that's gross, we have been sharing a box of pizza together. Thank goodness I didn't let you touch me when you tried to hug me when you got more goals than I did,"

"I was going to take a shower but then I forgot," he shrugs his shoulders and continues going to wherever he was going.

That man is disgusting, there was one slice of pizza left in the box. We decided that whoever won the game would eat the last slice, and I told him that when he had picked up the pizza and was ready to eat it.

"Aggg that's just nasty," I say with shivers going down my body.

*BANG*BANG*BANG*BANG*

Who the hell is that banging on the door like they're the police? What if it's one of Gareth's crazy chicks? If it is then I am not opening that door.

*BANG*BANG*BANG*

"Why aren't you opening the door?" he walks in the room wearing only his basketball shorts.

"Nope, what if it's one of your girls and when I open the door they start attacking me thinking that it's you, AGAIN!!"

He looks at me thinking about what I just said and started second guessing whether to open the door or not.

*BANG*BANG*BANG*BANG*

"WHO IS IT!!" he speaks in a deep loud voice, I don't know who he thinks he is scaring.

*BANG*BANG*BANG*

"Go open the door," he says to me.

"Whose place is it?" I ask him, that is what he gets for sleeping with so many girls. One of them end up being crazy and if he is unlucky, all of them will end up being crazy.

I don't know why he still does this, he has been sleeping around with different girls since high school. One time he was kissing one of his girls in the parking area of the school then another one came and started arguing with the girl that he was kissing. It was like a bomb went off because all the girls that he was sleeping with came to him to see what was happening but when they found out the truth, they all turned on him and just started hitting him with their fists.

It got serious really quick when one of them took out their field hockey stick wanting to beat him up with it. Gareth ran away so fast that he even forgot that he had a car.

Now the same thing might happen right now and I am in his apartment, what if the girl is bad chick crazy and starts taking it out on me too.

*BANG*BANG*BANG*

"Man stop being scared and open the damn door," I tell him. He slowly walks to the door, takes a deep breath then roughly opens it.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!?" he shouts at the person but then breathes a sigh of relief when he sees that it was just our friends, Jared and Gary but we call him Gaz for short.

"Why are you shouting at us?" Gaz asks then pushes him out of the way before getting inside.

"And why do you look so relieved?" Jared asks him, following Gaz.

"He thought it was one of his girls who came to beat him up," I tell them.

"Oh like back in high school, hahahaha," Jared starts laughing and when he laughs at you he laughs so much that tears starts coming out his eyes. He will make you feel bad about yourself. And that was the situation now, he was laughing at Gareth while holding his stomach thinking about the last time in high school.

"Hey, that isn't funny and why were you banging on my door?"

"We wanted to scare you but we didn't think that you be this scared," Gaz stats laughing too, he walks to where i was sitting and gives me a handshake then sits on the couch opposite mine.

"Agg whatever I'm going to shower," Gareth walks away pissed but we didn't care we continued laughing at him until we heard a door banging shut then we laughed even harder.

"Why didn't you open the door?" Gaz asks me.

"Because I thought it was one of his crazy girls and I was not going to get a beating for him,"

Once Jared calmed down and stopped laughing he came to me and we also did our handshake and he sat were Gareth was sitting.

"When did you get here?" Jared asks me.

"Very early in the morning... and don't ask me why I came early," I knew what they were going to ask me that is why I told them not to ask. I don't want to explain about me and Michi.

"Okay... Ohhhh pizza," Gaz says while going to grab the pizza but I grabbed the whole box quickly before he could. "Ahh why dude?"

"Trust me, you don't want to eat it," I say standing up going to throw it away in the trash bin then I went back to the living room.

"Okay since there is no food, let me order some pizza and wings," Jared took out his phone and called the restaurant.

"Well at least we brought beer with us," Gaz gestures to the 24 bottles they brought with them. "So who won?" he says referring to the game.

"Oh, I did, and GARETH OWES ME 10 BUCKS!!" I say aloud so that he Gareth would hear.

"HE IS LYING!!!" He shouts back. I just shake my head thinking to myself that this guy was cheap.

"Okay let's play then but we are not betting anything, I brought drinks so I'm broke... Which controller am I using?" Gaz asks.

I point to him the one that Gareth was using, just thinking about it the same way that I was thinking about that slice of pizza and I was not about to touch that nasty thing.

I know what you're thinking, am I going to tell them about it? And the answer is no!

Because they did the same thing with me about a month ago and they didn't tell me until we finished the game, so I am also going to do the same, but I will tell them when the food gets here... That's if I don't forget.

"I'M UNDEFEATED!!!!" I scream out loud doing my happy dance while Gaz sits on the couch sulking.

"You are not a nice winner. Why do you have to rub it in?" Jared asked.

"Oh please, if it was any of you LOSERS you would be doing the same thing," I tell them both.

"Who are you calling a loser, you still have to beat me and you know that I am the true undefeated champion," Jared says and grabs the controller that Gaz was using I just looked at him with a smirk on my face and said nothing.

We played a quick match and while we were playing, Gareth came out smelling good and looking fresh. The food still hasn't been delivered so there was still no need to tell them yet and i know that they will be grossed out after I tell them.

"LOOSSSEEERRRRRRRRRR!!!" I shout out loud while looking at Jared, and he also sulks while throwing the controller on the couch.

Gareth starts laughing at the way Jared was sulking, I think that he is doing it as payback for earlier when Jared laughed at him.

"What are you laughing at, you still owe me money, loser," I tell Gareth.

He stops laughing and immediately the other two starts laughing at the expression on his face.

"Yeah, yeah, later but now let's eat," he says while going to grab one of the pizza boxes that arrived during my match with Jared.

Before any of them could open it I thought about telling them about the controller but then I also thought about not telling and just letting them know after they ate. Yes that would be funny to see the look on their faces but it would also be cruel.

"Wait before any of you eat, I have to tell you guys something," I start and they all look at me.

"So the controller that you were using...."

"Hell no!!!" Gaz said before I could finish my sentence.

"Ooohhhh yessss," I say.

"What?" Jared asked still confused.

"Remember about a month ago we didn't tell Adrian about the controller he was using?" Gaz said to Jared who still looked confused.

"Aggg, after Gareth slept with some girl he came straight to us and started using one of the controller while he still had sweat from the session that he had..." Jared still looked confused, "then after he finished the game Adrian came and..."

"HELL NO!!!" Jared said with his eyes wide when he finally understood what Gaz was saying.

"Oooohhhh yessss," I say again towards Jared with a triumphant look on my face.

"Why would you do that to us?" Jared asked.

"Because you did it to me first," I tell them. I reach over and open the box for a slice of pizza. "Anyway go wash your dirty hands," they both grunt as they stand up to go wash their hands.

Gareth and I start eating and down the pizza with some beer, then those two idiots came back and we all sat and started talking about some random things.

"So what time does the game start?"

"It starts now actually," Gareth says looking at his watch.

"Someone change the channel to the game,"

I grabbed the remote and changed to the basketball game that was on.

"Agg I can't believe I was using that disgusting controller," Jared said while opening a bottle of beer.

"Why do we still come to his place even after all this time?" I asked.

"I'm wondering myself too,"

"Well it's obvious that you all love me too much, mwaahh," Gareth says then blows kisses to all of us.

"Aggg,"

"Eewww,"

"In your dreams my guy," we all say at once then burst out laughing.

The next hours went by fast filled with our cheers when our team scored and grunts when the other team scored. It started with one game then when that one ended we watched another, and it went like that for hours until it was midnight.

We were all drunk and in no condition to drive so we slept over at Gareth's place. Well more like passed out in the living room, on the couches and others on the ground.

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I rub my eyes struggling to open them. I have this serious urge to pee, as in if I don't move my a** right now I'm going to end up peeing on myself. And I am a grown man to do such a thing.

Sitting up on the couch my body feels heavy, you would think that I would be used to hangovers but no it's a struggle every time. Looking around I see the others sleeping in awkward positions that will leave with pains when they wake up.

"They'll be fine," I say with a gruff voice as if I was screaming all night, which is almost true.

I stumbled my way to the nearest bathroom. When I looked at my reflection in the mirror I didn't look as bad as I had expected, my hair was messy, and I had morning breath a bad one at that. Other than that I looked okay, my eyes were squinting because I just woke.

Making my way to the kitchen to make myself something to eat that's the only thing that will help with this hangover. The other three were still sleeping and only now I notice that they were all snoring so loudly. I wonder if I snore that loud in my sleep.

Opening the fridge I am met with an image that doesn't shock me at all and that is an empty fridge. All that was in here were more bottles of beer, chocolate sauce, some ketchup, mayo, apples, milk, hot sauce and cheese slices. Everything in here couldn't even make a meal.

It doesn't shock me because this guy just lives off of takeouts and boxes of cereal. What I want is meat, spicy meat with some hot crispy fries and a cold drink, and I am not going to get any of it here.

"Nothing to eat huh?" said a voice behind me. I turned around and saw that it was Jared leaning over the kitchen island.

He was the first one to pass out last night so we ended up drawing on his face. We drew bushy eyebrows and a moustache that made him look like a villain. I was trying so hard not to laugh at him but let a slight laugh slip from my lips.

He put his head on the counter and sighed loudly before speaking without looking at me.

"Hhhhh, you drew on my face didn't you?"

"Noooo, why would you think that?" I asked trying to stifle in a laugh.

"Because I know all you d**k heads," he leaves the kitchen walking down the hallway.

Looking back at this fridge makes me sad and hungry. Who the hell lives like this!? I need food, actually food.

I search for my phone and car keys; I decided to go to some diner for breakfast. Finding the keys under some boxes of pizza and my phone wedged in between the couch. Jared comes back with a clean face and signals me to come to the kitchen.

"What's up?" I ask him.

"Where are you going?"

"Out for something to eat at a diner, wanna join me?"

"Yeah sure... Uhmmm... what do we do about those two?" he looks back at the living room.

"We leave them behind, it's not like they are going to wake up any time soon,"

He shrugs his shoulders then we leave the apartment taking the spare keys with us and locking the door. Jared didn't come with his car so we used mine. I drove us to our favourite diner in town that we always go to whenever we are hungover.

Jared in one year older than me so I take him as my brother, as he feels the same way about me. We have been friends before we even learned how to walk, our dads are best friends so we grew up together. We understand each other more than our other friends. We became friends with Gaz and Gareth in high school and since then the four of us have been inseparable.

I park my car and we make our way inside. It's Sunday morning, so there weren't many people here, just some elderly people having their morning coffee just like every day of the week. It is usually busy during the week as people come from work for their lunch break to buy something quickly and then get back to their workplace.

Instead of taking the usual table that we sit in whenever we come here, we head to the counter and sit there. A waitress comes over and takes our orders. I ordered the traditional English breakfast; eggs, bacon, toasted bread, tomatoes and sausages with coffee. Jared ordered the same thing but with a dozen hot wings on the side. He already knew that we were sharing those hot wings, whenever one of us ordered them, we shared with the other.

We sat there and ate our breakfast while catching up on what's been happening during the week and about the coming week. I still wasn't ready to talk about my situation with Michelle. I can't get that argument between us out of my head. I wonder where she was, if she came back to her apartment. She hasn't called me or texted, did she come to my apartment and look for me? I doubt because she would have called me if she was looking for me. She has always been like that, whenever she wanted to see me she goes to my place and if I'm not there then she calls to find out where I am.

Should I go to her instead? It's been some time for her to think about things, but my decision on this matter hasn't changed. I do not want a child... Well I am not ready for a child. I do want a child with her, hell I want to build a life with her, where we have a house, cars, both of us running successful businesses together, building a legacy for our children. This will set us back, why can't she just realize that!

After finishing our food, I pay the bill then we leave. In the car I ask Jared if I should take him back to Gareth's place but he says that I should take him to his place. The drive to his place is filled with us singing and rapping along with whichever song was playing in the car.

After dropping him off, it was time for me to head back to my apartment. All the way there I am slightly nervous to go talk to Michelle or even to see her. I just want her in my arms cuddling while watching some movie, with her talking during the movie and me shushing her all throughout.

Getting to the underground parking, I drive up to my usual spot and see that Michelle's car is not there.

"It's early Saturday morning, where could she be?" I think aloud to myself.

I get out of my car, locking it then head up to my apartment. Thank goodness for elevators because I stay far up in the building that the stairs could kill me, figuratively. Getting inside my apartment I look around for any signs that Michelle was here since she has the spare keys to my apartment just as I have the spare keys to hers, but there was nothing it was exactly how I left it.

I go to my bathroom for a shower and wear clean clothes that don't have beer stains on them. Gaz got angry last night when he lost another round to Gareth that he picked up his beer bottle and swung it at Gareth, the beer didn't splash Gareth alone it went to the rest of us.

We tackled him to the ground and started hitting his a** cheeks very hard that he couldn't sit down properly. He is not someone who likes losing even at video games.

Coming down to the kitchen, I grab a bottle of water and go sit in front of the TV where I plan to stay all day because my pride wouldn't let me call Michelle or text just to check up on her.

After some minutes I got over it and decided to text her but hours have passed and she still hasn't replied. I called her but still nothing it just goes to voicemail. I guess she was still upset with me. I will try calling at night and go see her tomorrow morning.