Red Love

Chapter 13

ATTENTION: Important announcement at the end of this chapter! But in the mean time, enjoy :)!

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I always got such a thrill whenever I beat Jay at a game of FIFA. I rarely played on the XBOX anyway and to just kick his ass at something he plays on nearly half his life just gave me an enjoyable buzz.

"I was going way too easy on you," Jay put his controller down on the coffee table and puffed out his cheeks.

"That excuse is so overplayed!" I laughed.

"You're right...but, no, okay! I had to be Barcelona this time seeing as you insisted on being Liverpool!"

"Surely that should give you the advantage. You were playing as the best team on the game!"

"Exactly, that's why I picked them! If it wasn't for that last minute goal from Downing I would've savoured a point...and some dignity!" he took the remote control, aimed it at the screen which had the score 2-1 to Liverpool beamed up in bold, black lettering and switched off the monitor.

It was currently 9:50 at night and myself and Jay were having some quality best friend time. Lexa had gone home and Dylan and Aaron were out with some of the Under 18's.

I'm glad my brother had gone out. Ever since our argument I'd been avoiding him and I'd stayed in my room the whole evening. Maybe I would clear the air with him tomorrow or try not to slaughter him, one of the two.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Huh?" I'd been in some kind of daydream, obviously.

"Bea, you don't need to worry about Dylan. I've spoken to him and he'll tone down the overprotectiveness from now on," Jay had a positive look on his face. I didn't trust it...

"Pfft," I shook my head. "I know what the little toerag is like though. He was always like this with..." I trailed off, finding it too painful to say his name. It brought back too many memories...

Jay nodded. He knew who I was talking about.

We both stayed quiet for about half a minute. I pictured his face. I hadn't done it for a while if I was being honest. I'd disciplined myself not to because of the heartache it brought me.

"Do you miss him?" Jay asked.

I just nodded. If I responded with words I knew I'd end up bawling my eyes out.

"Do you still think about him?" Jay queried and I sighed, the same old lump starting to form in my throat.

"I try not to because otherwise I'll just end up depressing myself. I try to - I want to keep my mind on other things. It's just...it's hard sometimes," I let the already formed tears spill down my cheeks and Jay came and slid his arm around my shoulder.

"I know it's hard. But when you both finished the relationship he said it was for the best. I mean, with all things put into perspective, I guess it really was for the best. You shouldn't torture yourself with the thought of him. You ended on good terms and he is only a phone call away," Jay spoke softly as he rubbed my arm.

"God, I know. I just don't think I could bring myself to ever pick up the phone and speak to him again. I've spent the past year trying to get over him. To just ring him again would tip me over the edge..." I wiped my eyes and Jay nodded.

"It was a hard time for you, we all know that. Four years with someone and then it ends like that...it's crazy," he shook his head at the thought.

Before I could say anymore, I heard my text ringtone sounding from my bedroom. I gave Jay a quick 'thank you for being my best friend' hug and wandered to my bedroom. I picked my phone up from my bed expecting it to be some gossip from Lexa but was stunned to see the name 'Jordan' pop up.