Trisha’s POV
I was smiling all the time the following day. I knew that tonight, when I got back from my modeling job, Lucian would be in his house waiting for me. It made me giddy just thinking about it.
“What’re you so happy about?” Alex asked as he sat himself next to me for lunch.
“Lucian gave me a key to his apartment.” I told him happily.
I wanted to share the good news with him, so he’d be happy with me.
“What!?” He cried, far from the happy response I was waiting for.
“He gave me a key.” I told him, confused as to his reaction.
“But…you’ve only been together for a month or what two months.” He said. “And… I thought this was just meant to be a one night stand, anyway.”
I rolled my eyes. Sure, I knew Alex had a tiny crush on me, but until now it had never really been an issue. I’d just gone on my way pretending to be oblivious to it.
“I like him, Alex.” I said softly, a soft smile tugging at my lips.
“You realize he’s won’t be here for too long, right? He’s a model after all.” Alex pointed out and this time I just flat out glared at him. “He’s not going to stick around for much longer. He’s definitely not the boyfriend type.”
“What the hell, Alex?” I said angrily.
“Well, he’s not.” He argued back. “He’s not exactly the commitment type, is he?”
“How would you know, you don’t know him at all, nor have you made any effort.” I said, packing away my things. I didn’t need to sit here and listen to this. “I ask you to hang out with us all the time, but you always make up some crap excuse. So don’t you tell me what Lucian’s like, because I know him better than you do.”
“Whatever.” Alex said dismissively, turning away from me.
I was so angry I didn’t even know what to say.
‘’What the hell’s wrong with you Alex?’’ I asked. I was hurt that my best friend was talking about my boyfriend like this. All I wanted was his support and for him to be happy for me.
“What’s wrong with me?” Alex asked weakly and my anger vanished instantly.
He was just so…piteous that I couldn’t just leave him like this, he was still special for me.
“Nothing, Alex.” I said softly, placing my hand on his shoulder. “You’re amazing, you really are. But… You’re my best friend. I just… I don’t think of you in any other way anymore.” I sighed and lowered his head.
“You could try….” He said and I sighed. ‘’Be together with me again.’’
“You can’t force that sort of thing though, and it’s not fair on you if I did.” I told him. “You’ll meet someone, Alex. And she’ll be gorgeous, funny, smart and perfect for you.”
“But you’re perfect for me!” He argued back and I sighed.
‘’My love for you died!’’ I stated but he didn’t answer.
I couldn’t just say no because he was still my best friend and I did care about him.
“I’m sorry.” I said softly and he just dismissed me with a wave of his hand and then stood up.
“I’ll see you later.” He said before walking out of the large cafeteria.
My eyes followed him across the room. I did feel guilty about how he felt towards me, knowing I could never reciprocate those feelings now because I want Lucian, only Lucian. But not so guilty that I was going to do anything about it. I was happy with Lucian and I wasn’t going to sacrifice what we had just so Alex would be happy. I was at Cosmopolitan again tomorrow and over the weekend, so this was the last evening for three days that I’d be able to spend time with Lucian properly. I walked through the front door of his house and grinned when I saw him sitting on the sofa watch television.
“Hey.” I smiled, pecking his lips softly.
“Hey, how was work?” He asked and I shrugged, my thoughts jumped back to how I’d left things with Alex. I did feel bad, but on top of that, I hated that he was making me feel guilty for doing something that made me feel happy.
“Trisha?” Lucian asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. “What’s wrong?” I was about to just shake my head and pretend nothing was wrong, but I didn’t want to lie to Lucian. And on top of that, I did want to talk about it.
“I had a fight with Alex.” I said softly as I sat beside him and cuddled into his side.
Lucian tensed beneath me for a second before wrapping his arms around me tightly.
“What about?” He asked and I bit my lip.
“Um… You.” I said quietly and Lucian nodded.
“He doesn’t like me.” Lucian said and I looked up at him.
“It’s not that… It’s just that… He likes me.” I said and Lucian smiled and nodded again.
“I know…” He said. I looked up at him curiously. “I could tell in the bar when we met.”My eye brows widened slightly but I didn’t say anything. “What are you going to do?” Lucian asked me and I whined and buried my head in his shoulder.
“I don’t know.” I complained. “He’s my best friend even though he’s my ex. I don’t want to hurt him.” Lucian just held me comfortingly, but obviously he didn’t know what to say either. But that was okay, because I was perfectly content with him just holding me.
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Hell in my eyes!
Teen FictionBy the age of nineteen, Trisha experienced things she should never experience for her age...
