Our Deep End | ✔️

CHAPTER 26

Elle's POV
Micah? That's Micah?

I recall hearing that name a few times. Whenever we had conversations about his previous life in Brazil, he'd mention an old friend...old best friend, actually.

Of course, I hadn't thought too much of it, but in my mind, I imagined this Micah person would be another male. I would've never pictured the sexy, blonde supermodel that stands before me.As I continue to analyze her, I become more and more confused as to what she and Christian possibly have in common. I don't know too much about their friendship, but he speaks very highly of her.

"What are you doing here?" Christian gushes. He's now got his arm wrapped around her shoulders. I don't know how to react, so I silently observe, biting my fingernails for comfort. His excitement makes me very uncomfortable.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"My parents promised me after Christmas I can start touring colleges in America!" She's got a faint accent, and it only made her cuter.

"How long?"

"Two weeks." She smiles, and finally makes eye contact with me. I shoot her a slight smile, but she doesn't reciprocate. Instead, she looks back up at Christian. I feel the need to fiddle with my necklace holding his initial, just so she can notice and put two and two together.

"I can come back later since you're busy. I remember how angry you got the last time I interrupted you and one of your girls." She whispers as if I can't hear. One of his girls? Excuse me?

I open my mouth to speak, but Christian beats me to it.

"Actually, I should introduce you to Elle. We're together" He looks at me with happy eyes, beckoning me to come forward. A morsel of pressure sitting on my chest is alleviated, while he looks almost excited to show me off.

Yeah bitch, you heard him. We're together.

I hesitantly accepted, and the expression on her face changes drastically.

"Elle, this is Micah, Micah...Elle."  He introduces us. "Micah was my best friend back home."

"Yeah, you've mentioned her briefly." I try to keep a genuine smile on my face, even though this felt extremely awkward.

She looks at Christian, before focusing on me.

"That's not fair! You mention me to her, but I've heard nothing of this beautiful girl."

Ouch.

Her remark comes across a little backhanded, but I let it slide because she called me beautiful.

"It's so nice to meet you." She coos and extends her hand. Her nails were perfectly manicured and a Cartier love bracelet hung on her wrist. Pretty, and rich? Wow, classic.

"Likewise."

"Do you wanna come in?" Christian offers, making me wanna punch him in the neck. I'm not so concerned about whether she wants to come in, but more so if he wants her to. Does he?

"Actually, I have to go meet my parents at the hotel but I'll call you later?" She offers, and he seems pleased at the idea.

"Hotel? You guys could've stayed here you know?" He teases her, and she laughs almost flirtatiously.

"You know what happened the last time I spent the night at your house! That will never happen again!" He joins her in a laughing fit and she punches his arm slightly. It's clear they have a very strong connection. My mind quickly travels back to my last relationship where my boyfriend had a strong connection with his best female friend too. My stomach starts to turn. I feel angry, I feel jealous but I mostly just feel sad. She's been by Christian's side for most of his life. She's the one who actually grew up with him, and was there for all the important stuff. It doesn't help that she's drop dead gorgeous.