The Blue Door (Van McCann Fanfiction)

Brynn: SRRY

"So like what? He just disappeared?" Georgina looked at me with pursed lips.

Van had decided to mysteriously disappeared without a trace since the night we celebrated the completion of his band's album at Bizarre. I didn't really know if he was alive to be honest. He just stopped appearing in front of my dark blue door and it was a bit odd.

"He said he's flying back to London but I am pretty sure that he said next week. Not this week," I retorted.

"So, like what? Do you miss him?" Georgina smirked at me.

"Stop doing that!" I threw a cushion at her. "I don't miss that rat. I just feel like if he wants to disappear, he could've told me like "Hey, Brynn. I'm done with the sex. See ya!" You know?"

"Well, he is not obligated to tell you anything, right?"

"Yeah?"

"So, why are you mourning over him? You always brag about not being attached but you sure hell is acting like you're attached to this Van dude. Do you like him?" Georgina laughed.

"Fucking no!"

"I'd say fucking yes."

"Must be the sex. He stopped liking the sex." I told her.

"Why are you degrading yourself to that level? Look. Van is obviously a sociopath who does not care about you at all and all he wants is sex. Just sex. Not your friendship. Not you. So stop worrying about that pathetic asshole and stop making yourself look like you don't have self-worth. Okay?"

"You're right. Okay."

"Of course I'm right. I'm always right."

Weeks went by and not once have I heard anything from Van. Maybe I should just accept the fact that he had probably decided to stop seeing me, which was fine, I guess. I remembered the last thing he said was "See you in a bit." I guess that's his way of saying, "This is goodbye."

I took my mind off from always wondering if Van was alive by distracting myself with work and people at work. More accurately, a new sales executive at work. His name was Steele - tall, long shaggy hair, droopy eyes. I flushed to myself every time he walked pass by me. But of course he didn't even bother to notice my existence.

Steele was a good distraction. I thought he was really cute and mysterious, which in turn, made me excited about going to work knowing that he was going to be there.

"Ask him out or something," Lexy said sipping on her drink after I told her and Georgina about Steele.

"I wish I could but we never even talk. He only nodded at me once. But, Christ! He is really cute!" I bit on my straw.

"Oh, god. You're acting like a high school girl. Be empowered to ask any man out. The worst thing they could say is no," Georgina rolled her eyes at me. It was easy for her to say that considering how beautiful she looked. She had a beauty queen face and body that wherever she goes, men were sure to follow.

I was about to say something when my phone suddenly vibrated. I blinked a couple of times when I saw the named that flashed on the screen.

Van McCann

"Oh, my god."

"What? Is he here?" Lexy asked, looking around. "Is Steele here?"

"No. Not that. Van just texted me." I flatly told her.

"Seriously Brynn? You were talking about a cute, new guy at work and now you're back to talking about that rat?" Georgina groaned.

"Hey, he texted me. I didn't do anything!" I defended myself.

"Well, what did he say?" Lexy asked, leaning over to see my phone. I quickly slid the screen to view the message and my jaw immediately dropped. Lexy's too.

"Oh. My. God! Is that?" Lexy squealed.

"What is it? Let me see," Georgina said, grabbing the phone away from me.

"George, no!"

"Urgh! What the fuck is this? Did he just send you a naked picture of himself? How repulsive can he be?"

I was mortified. Van just sent me a naked photo of himself. Well, not really since his dick  was slightly covered by somebody's hand. I was not sure why he'd send me that photo of his. To make matters worse, my best friends had now both seen his glory.

"Wait, he has chest hair?" Lexy laughed out loud. "He's a psycho, Brynn!"

"Wait. Wait. He's typing something!" Georgina said.

I closed my eyes, hoping that he would not send yet another photo of himself. Van was seriously being ridiculous. And then I heard my phone vibrated again.

Van McCann
SRRY! Sent that wrongly. That was not meant for you. X

My stomach made a complete, 360 degrees turn. What the fuck?

"Wait. Does he mean that he wanted to send that to somebody else?" Lexy asked, after she finished reading the text aloud.

"Cute. He made sure he didn't forget the 'X' at the end of the text but forgets the 'O' in sorry. What a looney person," Georgina laughed.

I was still muddled over the fact that Van just accidentally sent me a naked photo of himself, which was not meant for me, that I could barely say anything. So does that mean that he was already seeing somebody else?