Sway

Parallex

Of course I invited Charlotte to come with Phineous and I to Parralex. I wanted to spend as much time with her as possible, before I had to leave back to Indiana. We hadn't seen each other since the game night, but we'd been texting on and off throughout the days. Neither of us seemed to want to bring up what we were doing long term. I guess it just felt too heavy. Like, talking about it would speed up the little time we had left.

It was almost eleven and Phineous and I were waiting outside of the club for Charlotte's cab to arrive. He had a cigarette pressed between his lips, and his dark hair lightly ruffled as the wind flew. Tonight was a little chilly, making me regret the tiny red dress that I had on. Then I remembered why I'd worn it, and tried really hard to stop thinking about the cold.

"What is taking her so bloody long?" Phineous whined from the side of the club.

I flipped my phone over to check the time and a good half hour had passed. I was worried, but figured that she might've been running late. Or, maybe something urgent came up, I mean... she did have a baby.

"Maybe her nanny canceled." I said while walking up to my sulking friend.

He rolled his heavy mascara framed eyes, "well she could've texted you if that was the case."

I stood in front of him, "Why are you being so shitty about Charlotte suddenly?"

He stomped out his cigarette and shrugged, "I don't know."

He was lying, "You're lying, dipshit."

"Can we just go into the club?" He pleaded, trying to dismiss the topic.

I wasn't having it, especially because Phineous had been a number one fan of Charlotte ever since he met her. Obviously something about her was bugging him, "No, we're not going into that club until you tell me what's going on in your head Phin!"

"In my head?!" He pushed himself from the brick wall, "You wanna know what's going on in my head?!"

I nodded.

"Well for starters, my best friend has somehow not only become a cruel heartbreaker, but she's also now in the game of letting herself get played."

To say that I was stunned would've been an extreme understatement. When had he gotten this upset, and was he seriously calling me a cruel heartbreaker because I had slept with Riley?

"Did you miss the fact that I invited Riley to game night for a reason?"

He crossed his arms, "no I completely remember you saying that you wanted her to see that she's just your friend. I also remember you constantly scooting away from her throughout the night... like a dick."

"You were the one who kept giving me those looks!!"

"Yeah, to tell you that your fucking plan wasn't working!" The veins in his neck were pulsating, "You looked like an episode of sister wives with the three of youse on that damn couch and the baby in your lap!"

I wanted to laugh, but he was dead serious and I felt extremely bad. My goal wasn't to make Riley feel like shit, but apparently that's what it looked like I was doing from the outside. "Look," I walked closer to him, "I'm sorry Phin. I know this month has been absolutely crazy, thanks to me."

He shook his head calmly, watching people dressed in skimpy clothing walk all around us. "It has been fucking crazy," he looked at me with sincerity in his green eyes, "but I'll admit that it's been the most exciting visit I've ever had with you. And I know I'm upset and freaking out right now, but... I'm proud of you."

"Wait! Proud of me?" I put a hand on my hip, "you just almost bit my head off a minute ago!"

He laughed, "I'm proud of you for taking that gig, not for being a whore!"