My Best Friend's Brother (Completed)

Chapter 29

I wasn't sure what exactly to do now. I mean I screwed everything up. Zachary was just a good friend of mine.

He was supposed to be somebody that I could talk to, that I could have good conversations with. But I just screwed all of that up. I was so upset with myself, I couldn't even understand why I did what I did. I know the alcohol almost made me do it, but I was the one who decided to drink.

I hadn't opened the text message yet. I didn't even know what it said. I decided to get dressed, and calm myself down before I got another wave of being upset. I assumed that the text message would not be the best.

I was sitting on my couch, looking at my phone that sat on the coffee table. Contemplating whether or not I was OK enough to read what the message said.

I feel like I was overthinking this. That there is no way that he would send something mean a horrible. Zachary wasn't the type.

After another few minutes of past, I finally get enough courage to grab my phone. I slowly open my phone, and clicked on Zachary's message.

Zachary: I wish you would've let me know that you were leaving. We're busy today. I had some stuff lined up for you to do.

It didn't seem anything but business related. I felt bad now, that I had left him stranded without me. Not that I was a huge asset to the company, but in the sense that they were busy, they might've needed my help.

Now I felt like an asshole, and a failure. For letting down everybody. I could feel my insecurities beginning to eat me alive.

I sat the phone back on the coffee table, with my phone still on. The text message was now branded in my brain.

All I could think about was the text message. How it was worded, I wonder what he was thinking when he sent it. What he was thinking now.

Now I was thinking about what to send back. If I should send anything at all. I didn't think texting him back right now would be the best idea. Because I felt like a horrible person. That entire text message will just be me apologizing 100 million times.

And at the same time, the text message would be me trying to be as business related as possible. And not let him know that I was feeling like a total bitch, whore, and an asshole at the same time.

I really wonder why my life is such a shit show. I used to think that it was because of Anthony, because of what he did, but now I realize that I am the troublemaker. That I seem to gather chaos all around me.

Zachary was supposed to be my friend. Even though he was my boss, I got along with him really well. He was teaching me tons of things that would've helped me further on. But I screwed all that up. Maybe I screwed up my relationship with Anthony. Maybe I drove him to that whore.

Anthony's POV

" Will you stop? I don't wanna hear! She told me to leave her alone. She told me she didn't wanna be with me, and I left. She was so pissed off and she was so angry with me." I answered Maggie, as she had just asked me why I was such a pussy about asking Marissa to be with me.

I had only arrived back home not too long ago, to find Maggie in my house.

I knew that she knew that I wasn't with Marissa. That the plan had gone to shit. Or I wouldn't be here now.

For the last 10 minutes, she has been laying into me about being an idiot. That I should've tried harder.

But you can't force somebody to be with you. And it's clear that Marissa does not want to be with me. And I'm sick and tired of everybody telling me that I belong with her, when clearly we don't belong together.