I sat on my bed for hours after he left. Alone and in the dark crying over something I shouldn't have gotten involved with in the first place. The second I stepped foot into my apartment, I had sent Sofia a text asking her to come home as soon as she saw it. There was no way I could make it through the night without her. There was probably no way I could make it through the night in general.
"Farrah?" Sofia's voice rang through our apartment. My legs rose from the bed before running out the hall way. Tears staining my cheeks as my wide eyes gazed at her from down the hall.
"Sof," I cried as I ran towards her. My arms reaching out to her as more tears slid down my face. I watched as her face contorted into confusion as she held onto me. Her arms holding my jumbled self together. She quieted me a handful of times, patting my back in comfort.
"It's okay, Fah, talk to me." She whispered as she pulled away. Her cold fingers wiping away my tears. I opened my mouth to speak, but no proper words came out. I didn't know what to say, or how to say it. How can one even begin a story like this? Oh, you were right, that guy you told me not to let in? Well, he's engaged to my sister. Ha, sike.
"He's engaged," I whispered. I eyed her for a moment, waiting for her reaction. I watched as she looked away from me and sighed. It wasn't of surprise or out of shock, it sounded more like she knew it was coming. I stepped away from her for a moment, she still hadn't said a word. I felt my shoulders sink into my chest. Another secret coming to the surface.
I crossed my arms over my chest as she made eye contact with me.
"Please, don't tell me," I started to say, scoffing I began to shake my head. "You knew?" I asked in disbelief. Sofia knew? Of all people, why wouldn't she tell me? I felt everything in my life fall to pieces, everyone had been lying to me.
I stepped away from her, strolled into the kitchen, and grabbed a beer from our fridge. Grabbing a bottle opener, I popped off the top. I had lost everyone who remotely mattered to me in twelve hours. The man I wanted, my sister, and my f*****g best friend. I scoffed before chugging the bottle of thick liquid.
"Listen, Nic told me less than a week ago, and I promised him I wouldn't tell you." She tried to explain herself.
"Wait, you promised Silas' best friend, a dude whom you've known for only a fraction of how long you've known me?" I screamed out, I was enraged. I couldn't help but laugh before gulping down the rest of my beer and grabbing another, "some friend you are." I scoffed at her.
I heard Sofia scoff as she walked towards me.
"You're right, it was shitty, but it wasn't my business to tell. The man's engaged, it's his fault for cheating on his fiance with you. Must show how much he hates her. I don't get why you're so upset. It's not like you haven't slept with a married man before." Sofia remarked. She grabbed a beer of her own, popping off the top and leaning on the counter.
I scoffed and shook my head at her. I had half the mind to pour my fresh beer over her head.
"Yeah, but he's engaged to my f*****g sister. I'm not like you, I have some morals," I bit out before gulping down my beer. I was angry that everyone in my life was just as shitty as the last. I heard Sof choke on her beer, a few drops landing on my face.
"Wait, what?" She blurted, her dripping hand wiping the excess liquid off her lips. She set down her beer, her head shaking. "I didn't know it was your sister, holy f**k. I am so sorry." She tried to continue. But I put my hand up to stop her, I didn't want to hear any excuses. She still lied to me.
She still chose some guy over her best friend. He could choose to cheat on my sister. He can lie to my face. I would get over it in a few months and brush it off like I did the last. But her? Lying to me and not telling me something so simple?
"Sof, I love you, but right now, get the f**k out," I said. My voice cracking as I spoke. I didn't want her around anymore, I just wanted to be alone.
"Farrah, I'm sorry." She apologized, her eyes wide.
"No, you lied to me. You," I pointed at her angrily, "You let me walk out that door and go with him knowing full well he was someone else's. You let me go with him, I fell for him, Sofia. I didn't listen to a damn word you said, I gave my soul to him. I told him every secret in the vault, I cried in his arms. Hell, I'm pretty sure I made love to him too. But none of that would've happened if you would've just told me. I even asked if there was anything you had to tell me and you said you'd put in a pin in it, was that it? Was that what you had to tell me? f*****g ridiculous." I ranted on about how it was all her fault, how she was the one to blame for my falling. I knew it wasn't true, nothing I had said to her was. At the end of the day, I was just someone who was hurting. But I didn't care.
"Farrah," she whispered in pity. I saw the look in her eyes. She thought I was pathetic, crying over this man when I should've listened to her in the first place.
"Please, just leave." I whimpered as I walked away from her. My beer in one hand with my dignity left behind with her.
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silas POV
"Another one," I called out to the blurry bartender, I had at least four doubles since I had gotten here. Inhaling one after the other as if it was water and I was dehydrated. I wanted to be obliterated, gone, completely done-zo. I wanted to have no recollection of the last twelve hours, hell, erase the last five years, please.
"You got it," he replied as he grabbed my empty glass and refilled it.
"You look terrible," Nic's familiar voice called to me, his hand slapping my shoulder as he sat on the stool next to me. "What happened, man?" He sighed as he let his hand slide off my shoulder as he ordered a drink of his own.
"I f****d up. Kiera had called me and I answered, it was so stupid. So reckless. I shouldn't have answered it." I started. I mentally punched myself, I knew nothing good would ever come of answering that call, I didn't even want to. I just didn't want her to keep calling. "She heard the whole thing, heard us talk about the wedding. Heard me comment about s*x with her, every little thing." I finished. I groaned as I slammed my fist on the bar-top. I was infuriated with myself.
"Ouch," he replied, taking a swig of his drink, "did you try and explain?" He asked as he set his drink back down.
"I did, but she wouldn't have it, because while arguing Kiera called. She didn't know who it was at first, she wouldn't have. But she called again, dude, she called again and she saw her photo, the ring, everything." I sighed as I leaned my head on my hand. I watched as Nic's face contorted.
"s**t du-"
"Nicolas Antonio-Guiseppe Roman," a shrill female voice called out. Her stomps filled the large room as she walked to where Nic and I sat.
"Sofia, baby!" He smiled and outstretched his arms. Instead of embracing him, she swatted him with a glare.
"Don't you f*****g 'baby' me, her f*****g sister? He's," she pointed at me with disgust, "engaged to her f*****g sister? You neglected to fill me in on that part, pendejo." She spat before turning her head to look at me, a raging fire burning in her glare. "And you, Figlio di Puttan, you're disgusting for doing that to her. You knew who she was and dragged her into that mess? Ay, you're one real piece of shit." She let her native tongue slip out in anger, she was completely pissed off, she had every right to be.
"Look, I couldn't tell you that--"
"Can't believe you f*****g told her. I'm your best friend, you should look out for me," I whined at him, my drunkenness hitting me tenfold.
"Yeah, get over it. Girlfriends and boyfriends are big priorities, including friends when it comes to secrets." She retorted, changing her position to face Nic. She had a scowl on her face, and it was not budging. "You should've told me, I just lost my best friend. Because she's under the impression I knew the man she fell in love with was engaged to her f*****g sister." She continued to scold him, I blocked her out as I continued to reflect of what she had said.
The man she's falling for? Farrah was falling for me?