Antidote [18+]

Doce.

Hadley rubbed her temple as she brought the lit cigarette to her lips.

"I'm not judging you Seth, it's just a lot to process," she said exhaling a cloud of smoke.

"Listen, I-I don't even know if I-"

She held up a hand, "It's okay if you're figuring yourself out Seth, but don't say that in front of the guy that obviously likes you," she gestured towards Xander who was seated across from her.

He immediately closed his mouth. Seth wasn't taking into consideration Xander's feelings, maybe it was because he thought Xander already had clarity and was comfortable with his own sexuality. He didn't think that the guy might've been crushed by his words.

"Let me ask you this, if you're so unsure," Hadley addressed him, "How did he, of all people, get you to question your sexuality?"

Seth adjusted his jacket and ran a hand through his hair. He had to sift through his thoughts carefully and it was causing him tremendous anxiety. He didn't think that he would have to confront his problems so soon.

"He was just forward, I-I was drawn to him," he gulped, "I didn't want to be because I don't like-"

"Watch it," she warned.

"Right, sorry."

He looked over to Alexander, hazel eyes staring into his soul. Was he really going to bare his soul indirectly to the guy he liked in the smoking room of a fancy members lounge? Definitely not how he planned it out.

"Look, I'm still figuring this out but, I like your face a lot."

Hadley turned her head in the opposite direction and sighed.

"I- I mean not just for looks, I like seeing you happy and it's only been a short period but you managed to get me intrigued," he rubbed the back of his neck and averted his eyes to a glass of whiskey, "I want to have more opportunities to see you happy, sad and even angry."

Seth couldn't even process what was happening, he just felt his heart sinking. He watched as Xander set his glass down, rise from his seat and walk straight towards the exit.

"Where are you going?" Seth asked.

Xander shook his head, opened the door and left.

"What the fuck?"

"Seth-" Hadley began.

"It's okay Hadley," he croaked out, "It wasn't a good confession anyway."

She set her cigarette into the ash tray and shuffled forward to embrace him.

Was it anger, sadness or regret?

Which one was causing the sinking feeling in his chest and the tears at the brim of his eyes?

"Remember everything happens for a reason, you now have some clarity on what kind of person he is," she rubbed soothing circles on his back.

He could've said something, anything, but he just walked out instead. He gave himself to this guy and for him to just leave wasn't going to cut it.

They stood in the room for what felt hours on end. Hadley continued to console her younger brother even though anger was coursing through her veins.

If she had the opportunity to get her hands on that asshole she'd destroy him.

"Were you actually dating him?" she nudged her brother.

"No, he only said that to her at the time so she wouldn't be mean to me," he laughed, "I don't think he would ever date me."

"Hey hey," she held his face in her hands, "None of that bullshit, you're a catch for anyone that gets you."

Seth smiled at her sadly and held her hands in his, "I need a ride home, he took me here."

"You can take my car, I'll find my way ho-"

"Is that your way of telling me that you have a booty call after this?" Seth grimaced.

Hadley grinned at him, "More than that."

"Spare me the details of your sex life," he covered his ears.

"How do you plan to deal with him?"

"I'll confront him soon enough after I get my shit together."

Seth didn't know if he was angry or sad. He wanted to punch Xander in the face but a part of him was hoping that he would walk back through those doors and say something to him.

A smile found it's way on his face. He fucked up big time and he would be lying if he said it wasn't eating him up inside. He barely had clarity on his sexuality but yet he had sex with a guy he hardly knew. Great going Seth, he mentally criticized himself.

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Hadley had gotten picked up by her Tinder date and Seth had been sitting in the lounge for over an hour, downing glass after glass of bitter alcohol.

The double doors of the smoke room opened.

Seth looked up and locked eyes with Bridgette. He felt a wave of nausea come over him and quickly averted his eyes but he knew she had seen him.

He heard her heels clacking against the marble floors and he winced every time it got louder.

"Why all alone?"

"Just enjoying myself ma'am," he held up his glass to her.

"I'm sure you wouldn't mind if I joined you then," she smiled and sat across from him.

Agony, Seth thought.

Her red hair flashed around as she looked around the room, it was irritating Seth. He wanted to drag her across the floor.

"I don't see Alexander around," she observed, "I thought he would've been back from the parking lot by now."

Seth furrowed his brows in confusion.

"I was dealing with some business and I saw him out there walking towards his car," she explained.

He nodded and did his best to keep a straight face. He couldn't let her see his pain, she would just get a thrill from it.

"I'm sure he's just dealing with something," Seth forced a smile.

"Of course," she leaned forward so that her cleavage was now on display.

Seth averted his eyes and focused on the chandelier above her head.

"Romanetti, was it?" he nodded, "How did Alex manage to sway a pretty college boy like you?"

"He was really persistent, charming I might even say."

"I'm persistent too," she smirked, "I like pushing for things until I get my hands wrapped around them."

Seth's eyes widened. He didn't know if her sentences were suggestive on purpose to fuck with his head or to fuck and give him head. He contemplated everything for a moment and thought to himself he could fuck with her head too.

He unbuttoned his blazer, leaned back into the lounge chair and slightly lifted his hips, "Is that so?"

Seth saw how her eyes couldn't help but move to his crotch.

Got you.