Brad and I have been standing in the hallway for a few minutes, glued to each other. I missed his touch, and how comfortable I feel in his arms. I'm happy I've finally told him everything that happened with Jay. But there's still the Ashley issue that needs to be sorted out.
"Brad?", I ask, hesitant as I detach myself from him. I'm scared to ask him about Ashley, but I need to know.
"Please don't tell me there's something else", he says, his entire body tensing up again.
"No", I answer with a soft chuckle, and he finally relaxes a little bit.
"What is it?", he asks, his eyebrows furrowed.
"What were you doing with Ash that night?", I finally ask, after thinking about it for a few seconds. I'm looking into B's eyes, trying to read what he's thinking, and if there's any guilt in them. Because even if I'm 99% certain nothing happened between the two of them, there's still that 1% of uncertainty.
"I didn't plan on seeing her", he says, still looking at me, not an ounce of guilt or shame in his eyes. "I was upset after our call, so I called Tris and we went to Billy's for a drink. And well one drink quickly turned into too many and the next thing I know Tris's gone home with some random chick and I'm left with Alan and Mike who happened to be at Billy's too, and I have no clue how Ash entered the picture. All I know is that she just drove me back to Tris's."
I let a sigh of relief escape my lips knowing he had not called her to hang out after our call, and that it was just a coincidence. But as I think about it, I start to wonder if it actually was one. What are the chances that the one day Brad goes to Billy's, Ashley shows up? He hasn't been there in weeks, it's a little too big of a coincidence.
"What was she doing there?", I ask, trying to figure out what's going on. "Was she by herself?"
"Seriously, I don't know...", Brad answers before walking towards the living room and sitting down on the couch. I follow him and sit next to him, a million questions popping in my head. "I don't remember much of that night", he adds, and it break my heart to know he put himself into that state because of me. I stay quiet for a few minutes, trying to put two and two together. I'm sure I'm missing something.
"Did you tell her we live together?", I ask, still wondering how she knew Brad would be at my place.
"I don't know", he says again. "Maybe? I don't think so. I mean I don't remember much but I don't see why I would have. She just drove me to Tris's"
"Well apparently you said a lot during that ride so...", I say, in reference to what Ashley said to me.
"What do you mean?", he asks, his eyebrows furrowed again.
"When she came to give you your phone back yesterday, she said something along the lines of 'I'm not gonna give you his phone after everything he told me' and something like 'you're not his girlfriend anymore'", I say, mocking Ashley's voice.
"What?", Brad asks with a laugh. The look on his face quickly changes when he realizes I'm not joking. "Oh, you're serious?"
"You're surprised? Do you know the girl at all?", I ask, used to Ashley's manipulations.
"Why would she tell you that? I was completely hammered, but I can promise you I didn't say anything about us not being together anymore. We just had a fight, why would I have told her that?", he says and I know he's telling the truth.
"You must have told her about the fight. But I just don't get why she'd come here to give your phone back when she obviously knew you were at Tris's", I say before marking a brief pause. "Well, actually...", I start to say, still lost in my thoughts.
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FRIENDS - BWS
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...
