I could have used the knife on him there and then. I know I was probably being selfish, but this was completely outrageous. Anyone would expect an emotional breakdown or a flip side of sanity but I stayed there…emotionless.
‘What.’
‘Yeah, I was hoping you could help me out…please.’
‘Tell me more.’
He obviously didn’t take the hint of sarcasm as it meant to be, because of my tired voice.
‘She just gets to me. Whenever I see Aidan talk to her, and I must admit, I get a bit jealous. She’s your best friend and I just don’t have the courage to talk to her, that’s where I thought you could help me out. It’s too much; her smile, it just draws me in even more. Her hair falls perfectly and it's like she doesn’t even have to try. Have you SEEN her?’
Have you ever seen yourself? I thought.
Okay. I know he was in a desperate state and I could choose not to care at all but it's just I know that she’s really pretty and such but damn. Nobody would ever think of me like that. I’m sure of it.....not that I care...anymore.
‘Alex. Calm down.’
‘I can’t. I need you to help me.’
‘What am I supposed to do?’
‘You’re supposed to leave. Right now.’ Aidan’s voice echoed through our little living room, from where he stood at the top of the staircase.
