Chpater Nine: Glad I didn't say anything

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Chord's Prov:

When did I become this guy? When did I become the guy that hits another dude just because he was jealous? When did I become someone who let a girl control how he feels? Especially since the girl wasn't mine. I mean I have never been a violent person before. I have never just hit a guy because he was flirting with a girl I wanted. But I honesty couldn't help my self. I had planed on just going over there and marking my territory. Basically letting him know that she was mine and no one else's. But then he grabbed her and hugged her and I lost it.

Usually a man hugging Amber wouldn't bug me, but I knew this guys was interested in her. I could see it the minute he walked up to the group and looked at her. I knew he wanted her because he looked at her the same way I looked at her before I was ready to rip her clothes off. That's the exact way he was looking at her and I couldn't stand it.

Once I hit him I immediately felt like shit. Like I said I am not one to fight. When I hit him and I saw the look on Amber's face I knew I had to get out of there. I didn't have a good enough reason for hitting him and he didn't even know it was coming. It's basically like hitting a blind guy. Plus Amber looked like she was ready to rip my head off for what I had done.

Then there was Amber, and how she acted towards Marcus. She never once stopped the flirting Marcus was sending her way. She actually somewhat flirted back and smiled at him constantly. Maybe that's why I was so upset, because I knew she was enjoying the attention he was sending her way. I guess I had just expected her to ignore his flirting. But I mean why would she? We were just friends with benefits after all. And obviously she wasn't feeling the same way about me because she wouldn't have flirted back with Marcus if she did.

I heard the front door close and I could hear people coming up the stairs, breaking me out of my train of thoughts. I walked over to my closet and opened it. We were going out for some drinks again tonight and I had yet to get dressed. I heard my bedroom door open and I silently prayed that it wasn't Amber I wasn't ready to deal with her. I turned around and was met with the sight of Mike. He was standing there giving me a sympathetic look.

"Dude, I understand why you did it, but it was still messed up." He said to me as he walked closer to where I was. I just shrugged my shoulders and continued to look for something to wear. "Dude you freaking punched Marcus, and over Amber. If everyone wasn't already thinking something more was going on between you two, they definitely are feeling it now."

"There's nothing going on between me and Amber, Mike. I realize that now more then ever. So just leave it alone." I grabbed the clothes I was going to wear and walked past him.

"Dude I am not blind, hell even a blind person could see that you love her Chord you always have." I stopped moving at his words.

"What do you mean man?" I asked him as I turned to look at him.

"I mean I know." He said as he walked closer to me. "I know you have been in love with her for years. Maybe no one else can see it but I noticed it. The ways you would act around her and talk to her it was hard not to see it. And now that you to are doing what ever your doing I am more sure then ever that you love Amber." He walked closer and looked me straight in the eyes. "Tell me you don't love her. I dare you. You tell me and I will let the whole thing go."

"I don't.. I'm not... I have never...." I tried to say something but I couldn't. I mean it would be so easy to lie to him and tell him that I didn't love Amber. Then he would leave me alone and I wouldn't have to deal with him and his questions. Everything would be a lot easier if I would just lie, but I couldn't. Even just thinking about saying I didn't love Amber made my heart ache and I felt like I was short of breath. When I didn't say anything Mike gave me a knowing look. "I don't want to talk about it."

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