♚Perfect Tragedy♚||emon<Minizerk||

{4}

Sometimes you can feel when the person you love is doing you wrong. Sometimes you know that you're being used. But most of the time, you go around thinking you are their one and only, only to find you were number 2.

Ethan's pov
"Oh fuck off did you hit me!" I snapped into my microphone, slamming my hand on my desk with a grunt. Giggles filled my ears, each one specific to the guys I was playing with. Finally I putted, getting 12, making me last with 36, and we were only on hole 5.
"You're absolute shit." Josh laughed, this being the first game he has played in weeks with us.
"Oi fuck off zerkaa." I grumbled, and he did a little gasp, making me chuckle.
"Ethan how the fuck are you on 36?" Simon squealed between Vik and Tobi talking. I sighed, concentrating on the next hole. We were playing Golf with friends, everyone becoming tired with the frequent play of Golf it.
"Answer me you prick." Simon basically shouted, but a slight giggle left his lips after.
"Not with that response." I quipped, and Josh howled with laughter.
"Looks like emon isn't doing to well." He chuckled, making the giggles in my ear become louder as I putted first.
"Minizerk minizerk minizerk." Tobi and Vik cheered childishly, making my stomach churn.
"Fuck emon man, minizerk for life." Simon squealed, and I could hear the smile on his pale face.
"Fuck milk bottle baby." I mumbled, the conversation around me drowning out my response. I kept quiet for a while, letting everyone around me have the conversation, for a while forgetting I had a facecam on. I only realized I did when I felt a tear trickle down the side of my cheek, making me look up at my my wall and notice my camera.
"This game can fuck off." I exasperate, he first sentence I had spoken in a good 5 minutes.
"Oh look the tele tubby is alive." Simon giggled, and that feeling in my stomach came back.
"Shut up." I spoke dryly, hoping the game would just end already.
***
"You were awfully in a hurry to end that video, what's wrong?" Simon whispered through the phone as I sat at my computer editing a video.
"Oh don't act so coy simon." I sneered, and he hummed.
"Of course it is something that I do. It always is isn't it." He shouted, the anger in his voice seeping through the phone.
"Simon, you don't get how much of a complete prick you are to me when josh is around!" I explained, and I heard him scoff.
"Oh yeah, take the shit I say to heart why don't you? Because you can't fucking take the piss for once, it's for the fucking video! Take the damn bants and shove them up your arse." He spat, hanging up and leaving me to myself. I was furious, but more than that I was filled with disappointment. Of course he would get mad that what he said hurt me, of course he would stick up for josh. When does he ever not?

And for the second time this week, I felt like I was losing my boyfriend to one of my best friends.
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Oh how I'm late uploading this shit chapter. It's okay, stuff will start to roll with this.
I've been very caught up in a lot of personal things and also with having a bit of writers block on the last couple chapter of my other book.
So please bear with me, even though many of you don't read this:)