Pie Charts, Coffee, and a Sexy Assistant (A Marcel and Veronica Fanfic)

Let Me Explain

Chapter 15

Marcel's POV

Boyfriend. The word kept buzzing around in my head. Boyfriend. She had a boyfriend. How could I have not known? Boyfriend. All the mysterious phone calls, her constantly running off, the mood swings at the slightest ring of her phone. It suddenly all made sense, and I blame myself for being so naïve and idiotic. It was my fault really, I should have pushed her more for the answers to her weird behavior. But I let it be for fear of scaring her off, who wants to be that needy, nagging boyfriend, who's scared of being alone? In reality, I was terrified of being alone, despite the fact I was so used to it. Louis was really my only friend and while I've only ever had one girlfriend in my lifetime, but I rather not discuss her. I let out a roaring groan and flopped myself onto the couch, which had been my resting place for the remainder of the day. I was devastated, beyond devastated, if that was even possible.

How could this have happened to me? I'm a good guy, I follow the law, I pay my taxes, why does it have to be me? It's weird, the fact that I was the guy used to cheat on her boyfriend with, usually I would be the guy who's being cheated on. Which lead me to my next question: why the hell would Veronica cheat on Liam with me? I'll be completely honest, Liam is definitely more handsome than I am and let's not forget more confident. I have the confidence of a middle schooler going through puberty, covered in acne and sporting a metal mouth. None of it made sense, Liam was a nice guy, had a great smile, a radiating personality. Why? That was the only question I had, the only question I wanted to ask her; why? Whether I wanted to hear her answer to my question was undecided.

I stare up blankly at the ceiling as my mind continues to swirl with my racing thoughts, it's almost impossible for me to pin one down and actually review it. It hurt, my head was tiring itself out and well, my chest felt hollow. I don't even know what to think of this situation, how does one react to being used for a girl to cheat on her boyfriend with, without that person even knowing that he's being used, it's bullshit, complete and utter bullshit. I didn't want to think about this anymore, correction: I couldn't think about this anymore. I blink my eyes a couple of times as I bring myself back to reality, the reality of my shattered heart. I fold my hands over my stomach as I blankly stare up at the ceiling, not exactly sure of what to do. I needed something to take my mind off of everything, it was all becoming too much. Suddenly, a booming knock comes from my front door, in my state of betrayal and turmoil, I decide to ignore the intrusion in hopes that the unwanted visitor will get the hint and leave.

"Mar, open the door. I know you're in there, I can see your car you idiot." Louis shouts through the door.

I roll my eyes, it's even worse than a stranger, it's Louis. I close my eyes and try to block out his knocking, I'm clearly not in the mood for company.

"What are you doing?"

My eyes snap open, much to my shock and annoyance, Louis is standing over me, a frown on his face and his arms folded over his chest.

"How did you even get in here?" I ask, wide eyed.

"I have a spare key." Louis shrugs as he dangles the key in front of me. "Now scootch over."

I groan and reluctantly sit up and scoot over on the couch, making room for Louis.

"So what happened today? How come you never came back from your lunch date with Veronica?" Louis wiggles his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

"I just wasn't feeling well." I grumble.

What guy wants to admit that his girlfriend was cheating on him? I just can't say it, just the thought of it upsets me and makes me sick to my stomach.