Muse [h.s.]

21. damn them

🎵Beacon — Two Door Cinema Club

Lydia's POV

"What a dick, I swear," Jax mumbles, as I sweep the last of the broken plates into the garbage bag that he's holding.

I shake my head. "No, babe, he isn't even a dick. How can he be one if he doesn't know how to use his? Useless fucking bastard!"

Jax chuckles to himself and I quickly dart my eyes towards Ella, who's wiping down the countertops. A faint smile creeps onto her face, which makes me smile.

I'm glad she's smiling.

I'm even more fucking glad that Jax and I are in town — otherwise, I don't know who she would have called last night.

All I remembered was Jax shaking my shoulder to wake me up. My head was pounding, my vision swimming, but the moment he turned to me, holding out his phone and saying "It's Ella".... my mind instantly became alert.

I sat up in bed, grabbing the phone from Jax's hand; I remember my heart pounding and my first thought was — did something happen to her? Is she alright?

"Lydia," Ella choked out on the phone.

"Ella? What's wrong?" I asked, looking at Jax for any indication of what was happening. He only shrugged, mouthing, she asked for you.

"H-he...he t-thrashed my apartment, Lyds. Everything is r-ruined," she sobbed and my heart broke with the way she sounded.

Jax had already set up an Uber on my cellphone while I spoke to Ella on his. We were on full alert as soon as she spoke, and it reminded me of the way the two of us took care of her when she and Harry went through their breakup at first.

My heart warmed when Jax reached for the cellphone and he spoke into it, "Ella, the Uber is on the way to your place. Stay on the phone with us until you get to our hotel, I'll meet you in the front."

I was happy Jax cared for Ella just as much as I did; he especially took on the role of older brother when it came to her.

As Ella cried on the phone, the blood began to boil in my veins. That bastard Kyle did this — I knew he rubbed me the wrong way, long before we found out about him cheating.

Jax was partially right, at first; I wasn't too fond of Kyle in the first place because he just seemed...like a douchebag. And I sure was fucking right.

He just wasn't right for my best friend.

I guess another part of me was biased, considering how close Jax and I are with Harry, too. I know that man loves Ella, despite all their hardships and the fuckups on both ends.

I was just extremely protective over my best friend, and she was one of my top priorities. That's what we've done since high school — take care of one another.

I could never repay Estelle for constantly taking care of me when we were in Arizona, as if I were her own; and Ella became the sister I never had.

I'd do anything for her.

While Jax spoke to Ella on the line, I stood up, grabbing my own cellphone before I motioned to Jax that I was heading into the bathroom.