Everly’s POV

Chris and Brian were throwing heated words at each other, to our or better my shame, we weren’t the only people around. The party had been in full action, even though, Matt had quickly realized what was happening and stepped in between the two.

Val had quickly handed me a towel and our other friends were trying to send the other attending guests away that had slowly swarmed around us. We didn’t need any more onlookers. Even though I didn’t really see the people around me, but at some point it quieted down and even Val left the scene, only Matt, Chris, Brian and I were left behind.

I was wrapped in the burrowed towel, trembling behind the secure shield of Brian’s body. My fury was tampered with shock of what Chris looked like as Matt held him back.

It hadn’t been that long ago since I had last seen Chris and yet I didn’t recognize this man. Not because of any real physical outer changes on him – he was still six feet tall with brown hair, cut close and styled neatly. His face was still clean-shaven and he still dressed the same way as I knew.

But his chest was puffed all the way out, his face blood red and his eyes wild as he trashed towards me.

“Let me fucking talk to her!” He balled his fists, having already chewed out Brian as the party cleared. I could barely make out what the hell he was saying in his fury, but I knew he had to be as pissed as he was because he believed in his heart that I hadn’t and would never sleep with Brian. But then of course he walked in on us – naked, panting and undeniably together.

“I can’t fucking believe this. I swear to God, I’m two seconds from losing my fucking mind, so for Christ’s sake, just let me talk to her!”

“Calm down before I let you go anywhere near her,” Brian snarled, matching Chris side steps in order to keep me shielded. “I mean it, Chris, calm the fuck down!”

“What? You think I’m gonna hit her?” Chris laughed high pitched, sounding almost unhinged. “If you think that you clearly don’t fucking know our relationship.”

“I did before you left her out of the goddamn blue, so maybe neither of us knows you as well as we thought we did,” Brian bit back, still staring Chris down as he reached behind his own back for my hand.
I took it, letting him give me a comforting squeeze that told me everything would be okay. But it didn’t feel that way because all it took was Chris looking down at our entwined hands for him to lose it again.

“Oh come the fuck on – if you two are really together, why the hell would you think it would be okay to come to my wedding, huh?!”

“Why the hell did you think it was okay to leave your fiancé to marry my ex, you fucking idiot?” Brian challenged. I only stared back and forth still too surprised, shocked and perplexed to react.

“It’s no different than you being with Rachel, Chris. If I have to accept the fact that you are with my ex, you have to accept the fact that I am with yours.” Chris looked at Brian with an unreadable expression, his trashing slowed in Matt’s arms.

“Are you serious?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Because you can’t fucking compare that.” Chris muttered defensively.

“Why not?” I finally demanded. I hugged Brian’s arm to my chest as I stepped forward to cut my eyes towards Chris.

“What do you really think is the difference, Chris?”

He looked freshly shocked as he gaped at me, letting his eyes take me in, traveling from my face to my body.

“What’s the difference?” He stared unblinkingly at my towel clad body.

“The difference is I’m not him. I am not Brian. I’m not someone who fucks any pretty thing with long legs or a nice ass. I’m marrying Rachel, who he never even gave a shit about. Right, Brian? Did you?” he inquired with a mock curiosity, titling his head up.

“You didn’t even know her middle name till you saw the wedding invitation. Right? So that’s the difference. You never cared about Rachel – but Everly? I care about her and I can not even have the fucking relief of knowing you are taking care of her because everyone here knows you are just sticking your dick in her to get back at me!”

“That is not what this is.” Brian broke free from my embrace and growled inches from Chris face, Matt holding his arm between the two, but not saying a word.
Brian was taller than his so called best friend, but he dwarfed him as he stood enraged before him.

“In case you didn’t realize considering the way you abandoned her, this woman is the best thing that has ever happened to you. And it’s not just you, you little shit, she would be the best thing to happen to any man who is lucky enough to have her so don’t fucking run your mouth telling me what I have with Eve, because you clearly have trouble recognizing when something is too good to be anything but real.”

I could feel the air leaving my lungs. His words weren’t even meant for me but Brian’s words had me floating so high I had to clutch him to stay on my feet. I squeezed my eyes shut for a second, resting my forehead on his arm so I could feel the words sink in. Of course, Chris wouldn’t let me have the moment for long.

“Don’t fuck around, Bri. She is just another conquest before you move onto the next. You don’t care about anything besides that tight little pussy between her legs.”

“Watch your fucking mouth.” Matt and Brian said in unison.

“Or what?” Chris taunted something manic about the laughter in his eyes.
“I’ll hurt the feelings you don’t even fucking have, Bri? Give me a break. I’m your friend, one of your best friends. I have known you for nearly my entire life and I know for a goddamn fact that you didn’t magically fall for her. Ask anyone in the band or crew, you have never changed… You were always the ladies’ man, you wanted to fuck and leave them, why should it be any different now? Why would it be any different now?! You never gave a fuck about anyone but yourself, that is all I fucking know”

“I think we have already established that you don’t know shit.” Brian narrowed his eyes at Chris, and I saw him balling his hands to fists.

Chris sneered cruelly “For fuck’s sake, it’s Everly we are talking about here, so if you really believe any of the bullshit you are even saying, it is only because she just fucked you stupid.”

“You are an asshole.” I hissed immediately, hating that there were suddenly tears burning in my eyes.

Chris was already backtracking but I shook my head, letting go of Brian and storming past all three of them, seeing the sorry look in Matt’s eyes, who didn’t want to get between the fronts, but the way he was looking at the scene before him, he would take a side if he had to, and then I think it wouldn’t look good for Chris much longer.

“Screw it, Chris. I am not here for your approval,” I said, feeling defeated.
“I’m just here to move on like you clearly have but fuck it, I can move on at home, so enjoy your life.”

“Wait!”

There were two sets of footsteps following me now and I knew they belonged to Brian and Chris.

“Everly, wait!” Chris hand caught my wrist and squeezed for all of a second before Brian had him yanked back.

I spun around expecting to see a fight but what I saw instead was Chris backing off, pain flashing in his light eyes as I looked at him with disgust. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I have learned to stop giving a shit what you meant.”

“Baby, please just let me explain for a second!” I winced just as Brian’s lip curled over “baby”.
Chris wore a pleading look now, but I couldn’t bring myself to feel remotely bad as I let Brian come to me and circle a protective arm around my waist.

“I told you I’m not your baby, Chris. And you have already tried and failed to explain.”

“Just give me a second to talk to you in private, Eve.” He whispered desperately. “I can’t stand to see you with him. You know I fucking can’t. You know how much this hurts me!”

“Yeah, and the way you feel now? That is how I felt when I held the invitation to your wedding in my hand. When I found out that you hadn’t left me because you got cold feet – you left me because you decided to trade up for a better bride,” I said coldly.
“Well, guess what, I decided to trade up too, and you can either accept that or you can back out of yet another wedding and be the world’s biggest coward for the second time this year.”

“And if I did that, would you leave him?” Chris returned shamelessly.

Brian stared at him with a fury he quickly contained – maybe because I pulled him back, maybe because he realized we had wanted this. Exactly this.

Forcing Chris to question his engagement was our whole plan but with the question he had just blurted at me, I felt suddenly at odds with the mission. I sensed that Brian did too.

“Answer me,” Chris urged “Please.”

The silence thickened the breezy night air. I had never felt such tension in my life and yet somehow, I found myself almost wanting to laugh.

“You don’t get answers right when you want them, Chris,” I finally said, my voice steady. “I wanted answer from you too, but you didn’t answer my calls, my texts, my emails or voicemails. I cried alone countless nights trying to figure those answers out on my own while you were off living the life with Rachel. Popping bottles of champagne and giving yourself the permission to forget about the person you loved for years, because that was easier, that felt better. So guess what? I’m doing that tonight.” I let Brian’s hand take mine as I glared unapologetically at Chris. “And you can sit around and wonder the way I did.” With that I murmured to Brian, “Let’s go”

And we did.

Notes

Sooo here is the ultimate fight!
What will happen now? What do u think?!
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