A week ago, when I woke up in my apartment room the morning after the event, I wanted to jump out the window. Not because my head was hammering, my throat looked like the Sahara desert or my eyes were burning as if I'd dipped in salt, but because I realized I'd done the biggest shit of my life. The instant I was able to assimilate things, I remembered asking Brooke to leave my apartment as if she were one of the girls I was used to having sex with. Except none of them got to Brooke's feet because she was perfect. I made the situation even worse by asking her to forget what had happened and to follow our relationship, just as a friend. She was doing exactly as I asked, but it was hard for me to see her with anyone else.
I spent the whole thing feeling disgusted at myself for doing what you did. I was so bewildered that I didn't even think about how dangerous it could be for her to walk alone in that state, for Brooke was as drunk as I was, even though it looked like she was lucid. I had to talk to Brooke anyway and apologize. No apologies, I had to apologize. Only she didn't care about talking to me and was killing me on tops. Every time I saw her with Ash, I wanted to punch his face inside out and take her to my apartment, where she'd own her in the sweetest way I could, making it clear that she was only mine.
- Oh, shit! - I grumble on account of that thought.
It was because of Brooke that I couldn't fuck anyone else. That blonde threw me some kind of spell and now, every time I walked into that closet or went out with some girl, I only saw Brooke in front of me. It was killing me inside and leaving the girls frustrated with my lack of performance. I just didn't care, I just wanted Brooke back. I was about to do something crazy to have her with me again. It sounded crazy, but I knew what was happening because I had felt it before. I was completely in love with Brooke and couldn't stand to see her with someone else.
- She's doing it on purpose! - grumbling, sighing, when Brooke sits on Ash's lap. I wanted to go over there and wipe that smile off his face.
Ashton was doing what I used to do with mastery. He was getting a smile off Brooke's face.
- And whose fault is that again? - Jace asks with sarcasm.
I get up with a growl, but Jace pulls me back again, making Amanda laugh with the face I make.
- Oh, shit! - ...I squeal. - Whose side are you on?
Jace lets out a laugh again by opening the book.
- Of hers, of course! - Jace responds by sighing. - After all, weren't you the one I had Brooke follow just as your friend? Now bear the consequences, because I won't let you get in the way of the poor woman.
- I agree with Jace! - Amanda manifests. - She's had a rough time. You don't need another asshole in your life.
- Is that some kind of plot? - I say in an angry voice. - Are you guys colluding against me?
I try to get up again, because I won't be able to take another minute of that tormenting scene, but this time, it's Amanda who gives the order.
- Sit down, Ryder Taylor! Or I'll kick your ass! - Amanda says pulling my ear and making me sit down again. - Admit that you're in love and that it ends your ego.
I compress my eyes by gnashing my teeth. I would never say that out loud. No one needed to know my feelings for Brooke except her.
- Amanda, have you been smoking pot again?
- Very funny! - she says ironic. - You know very well that I don't usually smoke and that it was an accident because I was very drunk and I thought it was just paper.
She makes a face.
- I never want to feel that again and you're forbidden to remind me!
I released a laugh when I remembered a party on the beach, where someone had taken a joint and Amanda, after just taking a swig thinking it was a joke, was so crazy that almost took off her clothes. Thanks to this scene, Jace had asked her out and they started dating.
- Admit you're dying of jealousy and gnawing because Brooke doesn't want to talk to you. - Jace says poking me.
Closing your eyes, rosno.
- I won't stand here and listen to zucchini from you. - I mean trying to get up, but Amanda pulls me up again. - Would you stop trying to stop me from getting up?
- No! - she says adamantly.
- Ryder, Brooke's hurt! - says Jace sighs. - If you go down there and give one of your attacks, it'll only make things worse.
- Only talk to her when you
