MIKA

I Slept With Him

--Andy's POV--

Didn't take long to find Fortune. He was in the same old seat at the same old bar that he hides out at. I sit next to him and order a drink for me and a water for him.

"I don't want your stupid water," he mumbles to me.

"Then don't drink it," I tell him as I take a sip of my drink.

"I fucked up," he tells me.

"I heard."

"She left me."

"I heard. What are you going to do about it?" I ask as I turn to him.

He shrugs his shoulders. "What can I do?"

"Apologize first. Then tell her it'll never happen again, which it better not."

"I did already," he whines.

"Were you trashed?" I ask as I take his drink away and push the water towards him.

Fortune nods his head.

"Come back to the house with me. Stay the night and sober up. You can talk to her in the morning. Get her some flowers and take her out. Do whatever you can Fort," I tell him.

He nods and stands up. I tip the bartender and help him back to the car. On the ride home he breaks down.

"I didn't mean to," he cries.

"I know," I tell him as I rub his shoulder.

"I'm just so fucking stressed. I got trashed at Mika's thing and fucked him."

"Wait," I say as I stop the car in the middle of the road. "Him?" I ask.

Fortune nods. "Nick. He was high and all over me. We went to the car and fucked."

I just nod and continue to drive home.

"I don't like him Andy," Fortune tells me as he falls to the sofa.

"I know," I tell him as I toss a blanket on him.