Chapter 12

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Chapter 12: Arthur

"Antinous, wait!" Mew called. "It's not what you think!"

I tried to walk faster towards the bus stop, eager to get away from there. But he was chasing me.

Now that I know someone else is calling him Hadrian, there is no point in calling him that. Especially when he calls that guy Antinous as well. I'm so stupid for even finding our endearment sweet when all these times, he was recycling it.

Mew grabbed my elbow, but I removed his hand harshly. I turned to face him. We were both at the roadside, with a few cars passing by.

"Antinous, you have to listen to me. It's not what you think. Arthur used to be my bestfriend," he said with sad eyes.

"Arthur? Or Antinous? Stop messing with me, Mew. I heard him. You used to call him Antinous and he still calls you Hadrian."

"We don't call each other that anymore. We're not even friends anymore!"

"You both stopped being friends and maybe you missed someone calling you Hadrian and you miss calling someone Antinous that's why you insisted that we call each other by our second names!"

"No. It's not that," he defended. He tried to hold my hand but I did not let him.

"Then what is it?" I spat. "And this suit was supposed to be his?" I held my shirt. "He did not come so you wanted me to come instead?"

"These suits were tailored months ago. We stopped being friends when-"

I cut him off. "You stopped being friends but your pictures are still hung on your wall inside our room? How is that 'stopping from being friends'?"

"I-"

"I don't want to hear your explanation! You used me! You used me as a rebound, you cruel, heartless jerk!"

His eyes widened. And a few moments later, pain reflected on his face. "How could you say that?" he said weakly.

I quickly realized that what I said was too much. But I couldn't find the courage to apologize.

"Can we please go back inside?" he asked, his eyes hopeful.

"Hadrian!" Arthur called. He wasn't far from where we were standing.

"Please, Antinous," he pleaded.

I turned my back on him, determined to leave.

My heart hurts so bad. I feel like I was tricked! I feel like I was used.

With tears streaming down my eyes, I forced my feet with each step I took. A part of me wants to go back, but betrayal dominated my feelings.

It fucking hurts! I arrived at the bus stop crying. It wasn't long until the bus came and I immediately went inside. I was crying the whole way home as my treacherous tears kept coming.

Mom and Nathan were both watching TV from thr living room when I got home.

"Have you eaten, Antinous? What's with the suit?" mom asked. I did not bother answering the question and went straight to my room instead. I still haven't forgot about her, what do you call a male mistress? Well, whatever. I still haven't forgot that he let her boyfriend come here!

Well that isn't my latest concern. My latest concern is my seemingly broken heart! I was so happy earlier but it was taken away from me easily. Like a bully stealing another kid's penny.

I feel so betrayed. He even sang for me! And it turns out he was using me to fulfill some longing?

And why the fuck am I so affected? I shouldn't be. Why? Why am I so affected?

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