My Best Friend’s Brother

I am angry because she told him, she said to him that we kissed, and the way he reacted to it, she must have changed the facts and the way it happened.

But what did I expect? She would tell him everything, that they would break up and she would come running after me?

Maybe I thought that.

And I feel like an idiot now.

He lets go of the guys holding him, saying that everything is fine, and sounds as he looks at me:

”I don’t want you to touch Molly again in your life.”

But as he turns to leave, I say:

”You don’t have the morals to tell me such a thing!”

He stares at me for a second, laughs wryly, and turns away. He knows what I’m talking about it. He says:

”Molly would never believe anything you told her.”

I lower my eyes for a while. Colin is correct, but I won’t give in and stare at him again as he continues:

”She is crazy about me, she always comes back to me, and you will never have a chance with her.”

Hearing that was not very pleasant, which I didn’t expect.

He turns around again with that smile on his face, and just as I think he’s leaving, he turns to me again, catching me off guard, and punches me again, this time in the eye. I try to follow him, but people hold me back and tell me to let it go.

I hate this guy so much now that I could finish him off if these people just let me go.

But I’m still a little dizzy, and the redheaded girl from the bar, I think her name is Connie, makes me sit back down in the chair I was in a while, handing me a glass of whiskey, saying:

”I think you’ll need it.”

I put the glass of ice on the top of my chin to ease the burning. It is going to leave a fucking mark on my face tomorrow.

…

I get home and go straight to the refrigerator to get some ice. I put a few cubes on a napkin and held it firmly at eye level.

That piece of shit’s car wasn’t in the parking lot, so I figure he must be with some other girl by now that isn’t her.

Because at no time did he ever let me know that he was angry about what happened. Colin was mad at me, and the fact that he didn’t come back only makes me believe this even more.

He feels nothing for her, not the way she deserves, making me want to go to her apartment now and tell her about all the girls I have seen cheating on her.

But as he said, she would never believe me. I throw the ice in the sink and go to my room.

…

I wake up and see that it is already eleven o’clock in the morning. Julie must have already gone to the mall, as she usually does on Sunday.

I look in the mirror and have the face I thought I had, but it seems much worse when I raise my eyes and stare at my reflection for a while.

I go downstairs and eat breakfast, not because I feel like it, but I think doing so might make this damn hangover a little better.

But it doesn’t seem to happen, and I realize this as I stare at the TV, and this headache doesn’t go away.

I looked for some medicine, but I couldn’t find any. I call Julie, and she says they are out and she will bring it to me, but I can’t wait. I want this headache away now.

I go to my room and get my sunglasses. It’s not masking much, but it’s better than going out with this massive red around my eye.

…

I buy the painkiller and go back home.

As soon as the elevator door opens, I see that scene, and Molly is kissing him in front of his apartment door. They turn and walk towards the elevator. Then they see me.

She looks at me as if she is surprised to see me, lingers her eyes on my face, then looks down as if she resents something. But Colin looks at me with that same way laugh from last night.

I walk past them and head toward our apartment. I go inside and close the door. I want to punch that piece of shit in the face so bad right now, and I try to take a deep breath to hold myself together and not do it right now.

… Molly…

I get home and prepare Colin’s breakfast. Sometime later, he wakes up and comes over to me, sitting on the couch in the living room watching TV.

He finishes his coffee while I stare at him.

”What is it, princess?”

He knows me well, and I know I have been acting strangely since last night.

I take a deep breath and say:

”I have to tell you something.”

He now looks at me seriously, looking worried.

I take another deep breath and say:

”But first, I need you to know that this doesn’t change how I feel about you.”

He looks frightened at me now and says:

”Molly, I feel scared. What happened?”

I close my eyes for a while and then say:

”Me and Chris.”

He looks at me and says:

”What’s with that shit?”

I take another deep breath, and this will not be easy to say. I don’t understand what it is about Colin and Chris that they don’t get along. And they don’t try, and maybe I’m to blame for that when I was always badmouthing Chris on the phone to Colin.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

But that is beside the point now. Colin seems to want to know what happened.

”We… kissed.”

He stands up and says:

”What?”