Chains (BoyxMan/BoyxBoy)

Chapter 17

When I woke up Judie had made me breakfast and I thanked her for the million time for everything but now it was finally me to go home. I still didn't want to cause I know Jeremy wanted to know everything and he wouldn't let go until I told him. And George, well George was kind of the same but he wasn't as pushy as Jeremy.

I expected to be crushed to death by either one of them and being asked a million questions but to my surprised the entire flat was dead silent, only sound I could hear was the outside world from the open windows. I peeked around and couldn't see anyone anywhere, it was strange because usually at least someone was home around this time.

I waltzed up to my room to change my clothes to something cosier, picking out sweatpants and a jumper. I turned my phone back on after shutting it off feeling annoyed with Andy's pathetic ass calling me repeatedly. There was bunch of calls from him, George, Jer and even Dom. What could have been so important that even Dom had called me multiple times?

As I was thinking which one of them to call back, I was rudely interrupted by Jeremy barging through my door, staring at me like I had just punched a puppy.

"You dick!" He shouted as he ran over to me, crushing me into a tight hug. "Fucking answer your phone next time and stop giving us heart attacks." Jeremy continued, squeezing me even harder.

"I- can't... breathe..." I stuttered as I tried fighting Jeremy off of me. After he finally let go he sighed, "Well that's the least you deserve. Now excuse me as I text George and Dom to let them now that your stupid ass is still alive. Oh and by the way, you look like shit."

"Why you'd think I was dead?" I questioned, confused ignoring the comment on how shit I looked cause it was most likely very true.

Jeremy shot me with a look that didn't leave too much to guess. "Yeah okay don't answer that." I stated.

"Also just so you know your boyfriend's been going nuts because of you two's apparent fight and I couldn't understand anything he tried explaining when he came here last night. It was like he was on 20 different drugs." Jeremy mentioned. Wait he came over here yesterday?

"What do you mean?" I asked. Jeremy shrugged, "He was just acting not like what he usually acts like, not that I know him but whatever he was on was definitely something stronger than alcohol."

I started to wonder whether it was all cause of the fight we had, did he relapse even he had just said he was doing better and going to therapy?

Now I felt guilty over his actions, which was utterly ridiculous. It's not my fault if he's being dumb... but... ugh, I don't know.

"What happened between you two?" Jeremy asked, pulling me out of my thoughts again. Trying to explain it meant reliving everything and I didn't want to think about it. Maybe it was because I felt sort of embarrassed and like an idiot or I was just a straight up a little bitch. Both were somewhat true.

"Long story short... he pretty much told me that whatever that was between us is over and was just something 'fun' for him. I feel like a completely idiot ever believing that he might have actually liked me. I mean how could anyone ever like me anyway, it's ridiculous." I grunted, wanting a meteorite to fall on me and to end this misery.

"Okay not to be rude but come on. You know that's not true. You are not unlikeableand I'm sure there's just some miss communication because from what I have seen the guy's practically in love with you. Like the one night at the pub after the whole court thing, he barely took his eyes off of you and everyone could see that. Ask anyone and they'll tell you the exact same."