Byron's Secret (Slenderman Romance)

Chapter 61. His Turn

Byron and I saw Droney's car a few steps away. The lights inside were on, helping us see that Droney is in the car, fiddling with his phone. The two of us walked towards it in silence. I tapped on the window to which Droney responded by unlocking the doors.

Droney suddenly grinned as he started up the car, "What happened with Brendon?"

Oh, of course. We're still in the middle of the plan, but he doesn't know that it already worked. Surprisingly, I'm still not in a good mood. I kind of feel shitty about it－maybe this is what Droney meant when he said I'll regret it. I feel bad for using Brendon to get Byron's attention. It makes me feel so desperate. Besides, the guy was married. It's not like I flirted with him, but still . . . This night has been tiring and the rollercoaster of emotions that I felt successfully made me numb to even smile about it.

But, I had to smile, "It was great." I plainly said as I hopped into the car, shutting the door on my right as Byron did the same.

"He was really excited when I told him you're here too." Droney made eye contact with me through the rearview mirror.

I frowned in confusion, "He was?" I asked because it honestly didn't seem that way. Just then, Droney made a signal by giving a barely noticeable nod. Oh. "He seemed a little shy, though." I gave a small laugh, going along with Droney.

Droney backed up from the parking spot and began to drive away from the building, "Did you get his number?" Droney muttered with a serious look－he's focusing on the road, yet he can still pretend like there's 'something' between Brendon and I. He's a natural at this.

"No . . ." My voice came out quiet since I was a little scared and impressed at the same time, "I didn't get his number because, well, interruptions." I said in a low tone, crossing my arms. That wasn't meant to be hostile, but I think I sounded that way. I'm still a bit mad about Byron's denseness. I've been so patient with him and he clearly feels a little something for me. I'm damn sure of that. Maybe what he feels just isn't as strong as my feelings for him. Ugh.

"Interruptions, huh?" Droney slowly nodded, his attention still on the road as we made a turn, "Well, I have his number, I'll pass it to you."

"Sure." I agreed. I couldn't care less about Brendon's number, but sure.

The conversation died down. A few uncomfortable seconds passed by, so I took it as a chance to glance at Byron, but he was looking out the window and since there aren't any lights on inside the car, I couldn't see his reflection.

I unconsciously touched my arm and I felt a throbbing pain on the area where Byron had gripped. It still hurts. Damn, when he held my arm, it felt like he was crushing my bones. I would not have guessed that he had that strength, given that he looks kind of slender and pale.

He was jelly as fuck. I've had past relationships, I've been friends with guys, I have brothers, and I read fanfictions and novels. I know he was jealous. It's too obvious with his body language. Even when I introduced him to Brendon . . . the tension. I can sense it. I fucking sensed it. He was glaring at poor, little Brendon－who had no idea what's going on and didn't even do anything to him, so what other reason could there be? He was peanut bitter and jelly. I'm so pissed and happy, but I'm definitely more pissed. Like, I want to scream at him, but that will make me seem even more desperate, so . . . nah.

This is so frustrating. I was too confused when Byron dragged me away from Brendon and couldn't comprehend anything that happened ever since, but now that I understand, I thought I'd be a little more glad, but now, it's just throwing me off. I am so not pleased that he rejected me and had the guts to get mad after seeing me talk to another guy. Getting jealous clearly means that he likes me, so why on earth would he even reject me in the first place?! He doesn't want me, but he doesn't like it when I talk to other men either. What the hell am I supposed to do?