(AIDEN'S POV)
"Oscar, I'm so glad you could make it. what took you so long?" I ask, probably sounding drunk. I am a little tipsy. It might be my fourth or fifth shot. I have already lost count.
"My goodness, Aiden. It's not even eight. What got you in that state now?" He questions as he sits next to me at the bar.
"Why so serious? I did not call you to be my therapist. I just need a friend to drink with." I let out a little laugh, feeling dizzy.
"I am not in the mood. I only came here because I missed coming here with you guys. Ever since your little quarrel with Reina, Jamar and her stopped joining us on Mondays. Then it was Danny's turn to disappear, then you. Do you know the hell that it is to have a drink with Dylan alone?" Poor guy. That must have been awful.
"I know. I'm sorry. I just had a lot on my mind. I needed to stay alone for some time." I had a lot of Danny on my mind to be more precise. I hate it.
"Well, that's funny actually. Danny replied the same thing when I asked him. I understood as he has lost his mom, may her rest in peace. So, I thought you two were at his house, consoling each other. But at each visit there, there was no sign of you, my friend. And when I asked, he was very evasive about it. Now, tell me... Where were you and what have you been up to?"
"Whoa... You knew I wasn't there and never once asked me about it in a month?" How come my nosy Oscar is minding his business now? Well, he did ask Danny if I was with him.
"You're kidding me, right? You never answered when I blew up your phone with five calls a day. I almost gave up on our friendship but then remembered you weren't the typical human being." I won't bother asking what he means by that.
"I did text though." I say for my defense.
"Don't worry? I'm good? Just need some time alone?" He frowns at me. I deserve it.
"Okay. I'm sorry. But I really needed some time alone. That was not a lie. I wasn't feeling well."
"You still don't look well. What the hell did you do to your hair. You need to get rid of that bird nest asap." He stares disgustingly at my hair like it was a torture to his eyes.
"It's called a messy bun and there is nothing wrong with it."
"Girl, you've had a messy bun so many times and it never looked like that. You look like shit. You're not there to console your bestfriend. You're not talking to other friends either. And now you're drunk, alone at the bar. What the hell is happening to you?" Why did I call Oscar? Yeah... I have no other friends.
"First of all. I am not drunk. Just a little tipsy. Second, you just don't tell a woman she looks like shit. Third, fake friends are not welcomed in my life anymore. Fourth and last, Danny is a dumbass. He deceived me big time last time I saw him. He ruined everything." I nod at Matt, our favorite barman for another shot.
"Let me guess, he said he was in love with you and you panicked, got hysterical and left?" Whoa. That was precise.
"How do you know? Did he tell you that?" He dared talking to Oscar about his feelings for me? He must be really desperate. Or needy of attention. That bastard.
"No, he didn't. He would never betray you, Aiden. He loves you too much. I actually saw this coming. It was inevitable. Remember when I told you to stop playing the Ostrich and go for it before you lose him? It's now, Aiden. You don't get a guy like that twice in a lifetime. Some of us don't even get a first time." He can't help the sad look on his face as he repeats himself. The same old song, over and over again.
"You don't get it. He ruined everything." I take the shot the Matt just served me, wincing as it goes down, burning my throat. I like the feeling. It helps me focus on other things.
