Golden (Original Version)

Chappy 14

-Third Person POV-

Freddy talked Brady into letting him drive to the hotel they were staying at. He didn't notice Brady staring at the paper that was given to him by Kelsy.

Who was that guy? Freddy thought to himself. Did Shase already move on?

Freddy parks the car and they both get out. Brady checks them into their room and they grab their bags and go up to their room. Brady's dad paid for them to stay in a hotel instead of a shitty motel and he went all out and got them a nice, big room with two beds and a huge bathroom.

Freddy sat on his bed as Brady got ready to take a shower. "He's changed a lot."

Brady looks over at Freddy who is sulking on his bed. He walks over to him, holding the paper out to him. "Here. He wants you to have this."

-Freddy's POV-

I take the small paper from Brady and study the picture on it. My heart starts to ache and a sob slips through my lips. Brady walks away, into the bathroom as I cry, holding the picture close to my chest.

It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I can't believe I treated Shase the way I did. Brady's convinced me that Shase would never cheat on me. I believe him. I can't forgive myself for what I've put Shase through. How is he ever going to forgive me?

I curl the blankets around me and try my hardest to stop the tears, but I can't stop thinking about how horrible I am. I have to make things right. I sigh once I get the waterworks to stop. Shase isn't the only reason I came. I came because of Brady as well. I've taken a liking to him in the time he annoyed me about coming to see Shase. I'd already decided to talk to Shase about this, but Brady came and asked if I'd come with him to see Shase. I refused to at first, but somehow he managed to get me to come along. I would have confessed my feelings, but every time Shase was brought into conversation, which was every time, he would always get this brightness in his features. I could tell, by the way he talked about Shase, that he loves him. Shase used to always talk about how Brady pissed him off or how they were friends when they were younger. But I never saw the same light in his eyes when he spoke of Brady. It was as a friend would talk about another. I wonder what happened for them to not be friends anymore. Had to have been something bad because they sounded like the best of friends. Something had to have changed because of the way he greeted Brady. The way he greeted me, I could feel a stabbing pain in my heart. I'm an asshole, I know. Maybe it was that guy. Maybe that is my replacement. Why else would he have been sitting in his lap like that?