𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ⟪𝟏⟫ // ❮✓❯

It's You // L. Shaefer-Charlton

A/N: this is long as shit so be prepared for 1700+ words :3

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"You have to choose, Minx," Luca demanded.

"He's right. It's him or me." Chase murmured, getting up off the bed and wiping his face with one hand.

"I- I don't-" I stuttered. They were never supposed to know, they were never meant to find out. 

"Chose or you lose us both!" Chase yelled.

"It's him or me!" Luca bellowed.

I flinched back slightly, hugging my knees close. Why did I do this? Why did I have to hurt them both? Why couldn't I have just stopped myself? Why didn't I just ignore the feelings?

"Nah, bro, you know what? You can have her!" Luca shouted before storming out of my hotel room, slamming the door.

Chase glared at me through broken eyes. I didn't realize how much I had hurt them until they had both looked me in the eye, the look they each gave me had told me all that I needed to know. I whimpered and met his gaze, letting the tears run rivers down my cheeks.

"You just lost us both," Chase whispered before following Luca out the door.

I curled up tighter in my chair, burying my head in my knees and sobbing to myself. I felt the pressure building up inside me, the need to let out my self-hate and aggression. I sobbed as loudly as I could until I couldn't stop myself anymore. I screamed as loudly as I could, begging the Gods to open up the earth and make all the pain I cause the boys vanish completely. I fell back lazily in the chair, not having nearly enough energy to move more than that. A loud knock broke me from my state, rapidly pounding on the door. I wiped my face clean and attempted to stand. My knees buckled instantly, causing me to fall back into the chair. I slowly got up and used a cabinet to help me to the door, where the booming against it hadn't relented. I sniffed and opened it, half expecting Charli to be there and smack me. I didn't open my eyes for fear of that scenario actually happening.

"Minx? What's wrong, Hunny?" Jordi. Oh my God, Jordi.

I opened my eyes slowly and let out a choked sob, unable to speak properly. Jordi dropped her bags and hugged me instantly, pulling my head into her hair and rubbing soft circles on my back. She cooed sweet nothings in my ear to soothe me, letting me stain her ripped denim jacket with tears. After what seemed to be hours, but what was probably mere minutes, of crying in my doorway I stopped crying as much and pulled myself from Jordi's warm hug.

"Okay, you wanna tell me what's going on now?" She asked softly, tucking my disheveled hair behind my ears.

I nodded and wiped my eyes again. We grabbed her bags and hauled them inside, placing them beside the bed before she dropped herself on the couch in the room. She opened her arms for me and I obliged, laying down with her and hugging her arms tightly to my chest.

"I d-did s-somet-thing b-bad." I whimpered.

"What did you do, babes?" She asked gently.

"N-No, y-you'll hate m-me." I cried.

"Em, you could burn down the White House and I'd still love you." She bargained in her typical Jordi manner.

"Not f-f-or thi-is." I shook my head.

"I promise." She calmly whispered in my ear.

I calmed myself down so I wouldn't stutter so much and began to talk.

"You know how I'm dating Chase," I started, moving out of her hold and sitting on the opposite side of the couch, she nodded, "well, I-I went to Toronto for a while, to see some family. While I was there, I, uh, I met MostlyLuca. We started talking for a little while and, uhm, one thing ket to another and..." I couldn't bear to look at her, see the look of betrayal in her eyes.