Waves at once

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

To say I didn't want to burst into tears and cry myself to sleep, was a lie. I wanted to sulk all day, isolated in my hotel room, wishing, I was still in the arms of Oliver. But it would also be stupid of me to ignore the fact that he's fucking Felicity as we speak, inevitably making me resent both of them even more.

A lover and a fighter right?

I sat on the balcony, starring over the beautiful Persian city as the twinkles from the Eiffel tower were the focal point of the landscape. A cold, buzzing night accompanied by my agitated mood, a romantic, juxtaposed scene of sorts.

And, oddly enough, the idea of Hunter hadn't danced across my mind once. There wasn't this constant reminder of him in the back of my head every time I walked through the school hallways or went to the coffee shop where we had our first real conversation. He was a background character to me, another face in the streets of a million men. Just a somebody, a somebody with dashing eyes that were, annoyingly, imprinted on my mind.

But perhaps, he was the only option I had left? Oddly enough.

As conspicuous and blatant as he could be, he knew he's a way around my head. As if he had lived there his whole life. It was the back of his hand. A place he could call home if he wanted to.

"Can we talk?" Her blue eyes seemed drained yet filled with anxiety. I was agitated by the touch of her hand on my arm, I didn't know if I wanted to vomit or punch her in the face. If I proceeded with the latter, my self-defense lessons wouldn't go to waste.

I stared at her for a moment, deciding what the appropriate course of action would be.

"Please" Her voice went quiet as she pressed gently on my shoulder, desperate to get me to talk to her.

"Fine" My tone was flat as I rested my Chanel bag beside Madison "Give me a moment" I turn to the rest of the girl who watched us with raised eyebrows, exchanging looks between one another as Ellie snickers, knowing, I was either gonna rip Felicity to pieces or spare her life.

The cafe was bustling as we walked outside, just far enough that the rest of the girls couldn't hear us but close enough for them to watch the action. I folded my arms, resting my wait on my hips as my oversized black sunglasses covered my eyes.

"Are you angry at me?" She ask and I can't help but scoff as I push up my glasses to rest on my head as a malicious smirk plastered across my face

"Do I have a reason to be?" I narrow my eyes at her, pushing my lips hard against one another. Her face flushes pale as she watches me intently, wondering if I was being serious or sarcastic "well?" I push as she bats her long lashes a few more times before shaking her head

"No" She mutters almost inaudibly as she looks to a car that drove past us and I raise my eyebrows. I must say, I was impressed with her commitment. Die with the lie I guess.

"then why would I be mad at you?"

"Well, you're not talking to me and you keep giving me the cold shoulder" frustration building up in her voice as she threw her hand down, unable to continue it "And everyone's fucking pissed at me, you guys aren't inviting me out on lunch and stuff and Ellie's more snappy with me" she finally caught a moment to catch her breath as she stared at the pavement, breathing as I watched her, entertained at her rather comic response.

"Felicity" I start sharply as I feel my posture pick up and my tone becomes that of teacher patronizing a pre-schooler "that sounds like a you problem" I smile thinly, bitterly as her jaw drops and I return to the table where everyone continues to watch past me, but rather watch Felicity who's standing there, dumbstruck.