SMUT WARNING - This chapter contains explicit sexual content.As soon as I've said goodbye to Jay, I start to walk towards Brad's car parked a few meters away. I know he saw us hugging considering that the minivan that was parked in front of him conveniently left a few seconds before Jay wrapped his arms around me, giving Brad the best view on his girlfriend and her ex-boyfriend being far too close. I mentally prepare myself for what's about to come for me as I open the passenger door and hop on the seat before placing a kiss on Brad's cheek. He doesn't even look at me and starts driving away in total silence. Shit, he's pissed.
"Hey", I say, trying to think of the best way to appease him. He continues to ignore me, his hands gripping on the steering wheel so tight, his knuckles are turning white. I need to say something before he decides to go back and kill Jay. Would another blowjob fix the situation this time? "So... You saw us", I add, hesitant. Again, he doesn't answer, keeping his eyes on the road, his lips pursed. I know he's furious. But is it my fault if Jay hugged me? Clearly Brad must have seen that it wasn't me who initiated the hug. "Seriously? You're giving me the silent treatment because he hugged me goodbye?", I exclaim, emphasizing the word 'he', getting pissed too. I haven't done anything wrong. Why is he pissed at me?
"What part of no touching don't you understand?", he suddenly says, turning his head towards me for a second before focusing his attention back on the road.
"I didn't touch him!", I object but Brad is clearly not seeing things the same way.
"So that wasn't you in his arms two minutes ago? You really didn't seem bothered having his hands on you like that", he answers, his eyes still on the road.
"And what was I supposed to do? Push him away? It literally lasted two seconds, you're being overdramatic"
I really don't understand his reaction. I know he's upset I agreed to meet with Jay, but this is ridiculous. I would not go all ballistic like that if he was seeing Ashley. The thought of Brad and Ashley together, her hands on him, her fake boobs in his face is suddenly making me mad. Shit, I would totally react the same way he is reacting now.
"Two seconds was already too long", he answers, making me sigh at his reaction. "He shouldn't be touching you"
I stay quiet, thinking about what Jay asked me. I can't believe he was going to propose before everything exploded between us. I didn't feel like our relationship had reached that point, especially considering how long it took him to tell me he loved me. And I can even less believe that Brad knew about it and didn't tell me. Is that why he was so reluctant to let me see him?
"He told me about the proposal", I say, ignoring his last comment. "You knew about it?", I ask as I turn on my seat to look at him. His eyes are focused on the road but I can tell he's getting uncomfortable. His silence gives me the answer I was looking for. "You did...", I say as I realize Jay was telling the truth. "But how? Why didn't you say anything?"
The car stops at a red light and Brad finally looks at me.
"When was I supposed to tell you? While I was on tour? Or in Bali maybe? 'Babe, let's stop fucking for a sec I've gotta tell you something, Jay wanted to propose before you two broke up'. Yeah, I'm sure that would have been the perfect time", he answers before turning his head back to the road after the light turned green.
"How did you know about it?", I ask, purposely ignoring his stupid comments.
"He told me", he says, pulling over on my street. "Hold on, is that why he wanted to see you? I fucking knew it, he wants you back doesn't he?", he adds as he parks his car in front of my building. I ignore him again and get out of the car. I start walking towards the building door before he catches up to me and grabs my hand, making me turn towards him.
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Fanfiction"Don't even try to deny it", she spat at me. "I see the way you look at Brad, the way you talk to him as if you two are the only ones in the room. You're constantly around him, craving his attention. It's pathetic". "Wow, I'm pathetic? Yet I'm not t...