ara

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regulus: you're ignoring me.

me: i'm not ignoring you

I was. I was ignoring him. Once he went home I hadn't texted him back once.

regulus: whyre you ignoring me?

me: im not ignoring you

regulus: not texting me back all day is ignoring me.

me: there's just a lot going on here. remus and sirius are fighting and my sister is coming into town next weekend so i'm trying to plan for that.

I stared back at Sirius, who was pacing around my room.

"What do I do?" He asked. I shrugged.

"Not be an asshole and tell him you've only ever had us?"

"I meant in a family way!"

"He was still family," That stopped Sirius in his tracks. "he was just a late addition."

"I should be mad at you." He told me. I shrugged.

"Then be mad at me. We've gone through this."

"I don't want to be mad at you!"

"Then stop reminding me you should be, I'm not a scapegoat because you fucked up." He stared at me.

"Are you doing that thing? The angry thing?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No, Sirius, I mean it. You can be mad at me, I've been sneaking around with your brother I get how shitty that is, but you don't get to tell me you should be mad at me every time something doesn't come up your way. It's not my fault you haven't fixed things nor is it my fault he's not ready to forgive you. I'm sorry for bringing him to dinner, but Effie wasn't going to let him leave. You fucked this situation with Rem. You broke up with him last night, over text might I add, you did this not me. So either be mad at me, or shut up about how you should be." He stared at me as the tears stung the corners of my eyes.

"I'm sorry, A. I didn't even realize I was doing it." I shrugged.

"I'm not letting people take their anger out on me anymore." I told him. He nodded.

"You shouldn't." My phone dinged from beside me.

regulus: maybe we should go back to just being skating partners then, since you're so busy.

me: what?

Text message not delivered.

I looked up at Sirius.

"Guess you don't have to worry about Regulus anymore." I told him. He cocked his head. I showed him the text.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry Ara." I shook my head.

"It's not like it was anything anyways. I mean we didn't even sleep together." I deflected. His eyes softened.

"Doesn't that make it more than it usually is with you, though?"

...

Shit faced drunk. That was the only way I could describe what Remus and I were doing right now. Rem's dad had a cabin about an hour south of town and we packed our shit and drove out. Minnie had texted that she had a family emergency and had to jet off to that so we had a few days off.

"Over a text? The Black brothers broke up with us over a text?" Remus groaned. I nodded as I took another shot.

"A fucking text." He rolled his eyes.

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