My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 37: A Shit Show

After Simon and Melanie left, the party started to die down.

Jessica left with some guy.

Quinn and Harry also left after Quinn explained to me that everything is going to work out the way it's supposed to.

Hopefully what she means by that is that Elijah and I get to stay together.

Eventually it's just Elijah and I left in the apartment.

"I'm going to go change so I can start cleaning up." Elijah says as he disappears down the hall before I could answer him.

"Okay... I guess I'll be here." I say softly.

I throw all the paper plates away and start cleaning the mess in the living room.

Elijah walks past me with a trash bag out onto the balcony without uttering a single word.

We clean the apartment in complete silence and I don't know what to do.

It feels like he's mad about something.

I glance at him for a moment and notice he's wearing the hoodie I got him.

"Does it fit okay?" I ask him awkwardly trying to break the silence.

"Yeah, it's fine." He says as he continues picking stuff up on the balcony.

"Can I help you with anything?" I ask him and he doesn't answer me.

I clearly did something wrong.

"Are you mad at me or something?" I ask him.

"Why are you acting like this?" I ask him and still no response.

"Okay, well... let me know when you want to talk to me. I'm not going to force you." I say and go back to the living room to pick up the last of the stuff before I head to bed.

"I'm not mad at you, my love." I hear him say from behind just as I finish cleaning up the living room.

"Well, you're mad at something. So, what is it?" I ask him and he lets out a sigh.

"I'm trying to resist the urge to go beat the living shit out of Ethan because it clearly didn't work the first time around." He says sounding frustrated.

"I probably shouldn't have let it slip when he found us in the mall yesterday." Is all I tell him.

"What?! Did he do something? Why didn't you tell me?" He asks as he walks closer to me.

"He tried to buy me back but I told him to fuck off and he made some stupid comment about assuming that we slept together and that you were better in bed and after answering him he probably put it together that we had sex and went and told Simon. So, it's probably my fault. I'm sorry." I say honestly.

He stops in front of me and caresses my face, "Am I better in bed?" He asks me with a smirk on his face.

I just blush and a grin starts to form on my face as I look at him. "That's not the point." I say as I playfully push him.

"Just curious. Sorry, my love." He says with a naughty smile.

I just smile and shake my head.

"I'm just trying to break the tension. I don't like to get angry in front of you. I have quite the temper." He says as he walks back to me.

"Yeah, I haven't really seen you angry yet." I tell him.

"And that's exactly how I'd like to keep it. I don't want you to look at me differently, my love." He says as he takes my hands.