The Victim

38| the victim of you

Serine

***

"Fucking hell, were you drinking?" I hiss already knowing the answer. The alcohol in his breathe already fanning my face. "No," I roll my eyes at his answer. "I'm just here wanting to speak the truth," Alex was here for whatever reason. The moment he opened the door, I found myself pulling him to the kitchen, away from everybody else because I didn't want him to cause a scene.

That was the last thing I needed or wanted.

"What truth are you even talking about?"

"That you like him, you like him. That's why it took you so long. That's why it took you long for you to confess to me,"

Oh hell no we're not doing this again. "But you know what?"

"No, no. I really don't know,"

"I don't care. That doesn't matter like you said. I'm sorry I said that yesterday. And I'm sorry it took me so long so admit this, it was my insecurity speaking. I just don't want to lose you. I don't want to," I stupidly engulf him in a hug. "You're so silly. I've already told you, you won't lose me. Just stop being an ass and everything will be ok, okay?"

***

It was much later and Alex and I were cuddled up together watching a movie with the rest. He had already apologized and sobered up so I didn't have to deal with his drunken state.

We made up and I definitely picked up on Alex's insecurity. It was definitely not cute to see insecurities- people needed to understand the difference between insecurity and jealousy. Those two were two different things- he was insecure. Not jealous. It bothered him that somebody else wanted me but what he also needed to know was that, he couldn't lock me up in a cage and hide me from everybody.

That wasn't how a relationship should be like. If you know I'm with you, that should be enough. Although I still didn't get why he said those words.

"You like him,"

Why was he saying that? Alex and I hadn't been together enough for me to risk it all, I didn't love him yet. I wasn't so attached yet. But I did want to be with him, I did want to love him- it just somehow felt difficult. Was that normal?

We were too new to begin even thinking all of that. All I knew is that I couldn't let it him go. Not just yet. No.

***

It was already getting dark once again and I was listening to Sarah. Who was spilling tea on how Darek had dinner at her house just yesterday. "So your mom knew he was coming and all?" she nods, chewing the red gummy bear. "Oh my gosh," I laugh throwing my head back. "Your mom is just the best," I say truthfully. That woman was classic. Period. Much respect for her.

"Certainly but not the best cook,"

Ok, savage.

Ok, facts.

"Touché, touché," and after she goes on about how her dad thought Darek was her boyfriend's because she had never brought home a boy before. "I was so embarrassed and I just didn't know what else to say, so she could not say anything. And then I found out she's cooking? Come on," my eyes widen. "She was cooking? Say what?"

"Yes and Darek was just there- oblivious to everything. Being invested so much in one of my mom's lesson stories." I couldn't blame Darek. Her stories were interesting but her cooking? Not so much.

I remember back to Christmas night- where she cooked the turkey- and from then on- I became vegetarian. Literally. Boy did I feel sorry for Darek. Funny thing was, I didn't see him this afternoon. I would've so wanted to ask him if he was okay and if he survived. "But him being a sweetheart," she gushes. "He did something we all couldn't-"

"What'd he do?" I turn to her. Awaiting for her answer like it was the most interesting thing in the world. It kinda was. I really wanted to know what he did. "Sarah tell me," I whine still waiting. "He actually-" she was stopped by the ringing of her phone. "Who has the damn nerve?" I ask.

She shows me the caller ID and it was Levine. "Bitch," I mutter. She answers the call and I grab a green gummy bear from the yellow packet, putting it in my mouth. "Hey.... uhh yeah," she pauses. "See ya," she hangs up after the short call and I shot her questioning look. "What was that about? Doesn't Liv hate calls?"

"She still does but it wasn't her. It was David," I almost choke. "Your brother?"

"The one and only. So come on, let's go."

"What? Where?" I whine. I was too lazy to be going anywhere now.

Ugh.

"To your house. David says it urgent,"

"I never believe anything that idiot says," But that doesn't stop Sarah from dragging me there.

***

We shut doors to her black Mercedes and once she locks it, she pulls out her phone and texts someone before shoving it back in her pocket. Without saying anything to me, she runs to the door and I'm filled with genuine concern. "Is something wrong?" Again, she doesn't say anything and I already receive a notification on my phone saying someone was inside. Must've been David. Sarah easily gets in as the machine recognizes her and she gets in. It was something I recently gotten with my dads credit card because I had been living alone ever since his been in the hospital.

Most of the times the girls would come over but you never know, it's better to be safe than sorry. Once she's in, it's pretty dark inside like I left it, because the lights weren't on. So I could barely see anything and somehow, someway, not knowing how the fuck I lost her- but I had lost sight of Sarah.

"Sarah?"

Nothing.

My pulse quickens. "Sarah? Sarah where the hell are you?" I raise my voice.

"I swear to God if I-"

"SURPRISE!" I nearly collide with the door at the sound of a number of voices. The lights were now on as I laid my eyes on every single one of my friends. Including nana.

"Happy birthday bitch," Levine squeals coming at me with a huge hug.

And it was then I realized I had forgotten my birthday.

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To all the people who think the birthday on the next chapter will be calm and all happy- I've got a lil something.

Time for the real stuff to come. It's only two chapters till this book ends and I'm so excited.
Some of y'all may even be like "How the hell is this ending?" Y'all will just have to see.
Please comment- bye!