Seventy: Don't Mia me

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Lukas's POV

I held Jason down with my knee on his chest, his sweater filling my fist, my other delivering a second blow to his nose. That's when I couldn't contain myself any longer and spilled the secret that had been hurting me for three weeks and the secret that would break my sister's heart. The look on her face will somehow haunt me forever. She was confused, hurt, betrayed and I was a part of it.

"Lukas! What are you talking about?" She said, wiping away the tears on her confused face. No matter how hard I tried to protect her she would always end up hurt, but I could only hope she wouldn't take it out on Isabella.

"He has been cheating on you for more than a month, who knows even longer." I said, shaking my head, ashamed that I held onto that secret for that long, only now realizing how wrong that sounds and probably is. She shook her head, her eyes holding a familiar anger, the same as mine when I get upset and broken. She came at me and I deserved everything that she was about to do or say. "Mia, I'm sor-"

"Not talking to you right now!" She yelled, while her tiny hands grabbed my shirt and yanked me off Jason and he scrambled to his feet to tower over her, his nose bleeding but his posture not regretful at all about the truth getting out. "Jason! Is it true?" She asked fiercely, not a hint of sadness left on her face.

I wanted to punch the smirk off his smug face as he tried to make fun of the situation. "What do you want me to say? Sure, it's true." He shrugged his shoulders. Arrogant ass, I swear if he makes this even harder for her, I'm going to fucking k- Bella's hand grabbing mine pulled me away from the violence and anger building in my head. Her thumb rubbed over the palm of my hand in an attempt to calm me down and like always she managed to be my eye of the storm, where it was calm when everything around it catastrophic.

Mia's anger, on the other hand, was reaching its top when her hand smacked across Jason's cheek. "You have the guts to come here and rant about me coming out of Ben's room, when you have been fucking someone else for months? Who is she huh?" She pointed her finger at his chest.

"Which one?" He shook his head, admitting it wasn't just one girl he had been sleeping with. Prick! Even I thought it was only one, but this was so much worse than I expected.

"Which one? Are you kidding me! Why!?" She yelled while pushing at his chest and he let her, as if he didn't even care about his lies anymore.

"Just because Mia! Because you weren't enough I guess!" He pulled up his brows as he scoffed at her. The way he acted was completely out of line and I felt like I needed to do something, my entire body tense because of how Jason was still treating her.

"Let them work it out Lukas." Bells whispered at my side, squeezing my hand, slightly pulling me further away from them.

"Oh, so than you just go fuck other girls! Seriously Jason! Did it ever occur to you to just break up with me?!" She growled with frustration, throwing her hands in the air in front of her.

"Same way it didn't occur to you not to break up before sticking your tongue down Ben's throat!" Jason yelled and even though I hated his guts and everything about him, he had a point. Why Ben though!!

"It just happened! I was drunk and I felt something, something I haven't felt in a long time because you have been treating me like shit lately. At least now I know why! But you don't get to make me feel guilty about it when you did even worse! I didn't have sex with Ben! We just fucking kissed!" She yelled, rolling her eyes at him but it only made him more annoyed. She fucking kissed my best friend.

He shook his head frustrated, his hand pushing away her finger poking at his chest. "Mia, I don't know what's worse! Me just fucking around, just for sex, or you actually hanging with him, kissing him and actually feeling something!" He widened his eyes and his words made me look at Bells thinking that if she would cheat on me just for sex or kiss someone with feelings attached what would hurt me more. Both of them would crush me, both of them just as hurtful, that last one maybe a bit more painful.

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