Everly’s POV

I woke from the voice of the TV, I must have fallen asleep again. I cuddled more firmly into my blanket and blinked my eyes open.
Seeing a game show on and frowning, I couldn’t even remember what I had been watching before.

I lay on my couch with my pillow and blanket cuddled around me, I wouldn’t go back to our- my bedroom. I couldn’t bring myself to sleep there, I just couldn’t.

I was only wearing my pantie- shorts and a black tank top for the night, even though it was afternoon or was it evening now? I had already redressed after work, because today, I didn’t have to be at my new second work. I had at least this one evening off.

Except for the loud knocking on my door, that interrupted my almost relaxed evening. I sighed, I swear if this was Val again I’m gonna-

“Everly? Open up!”

Oh hell no, that was one of the person’s I really didn’t want to see or hear from.

“E! Open up! I can hear your TV, I know you are there!” His voice sounded again and I thought about taking the remote and shutting the TV off, so he would-

“Don’t even think about shutting off the TV now. I know you are there, come on and open up” He sounded again and I groaned, what the hell did he want from me?!

“I can get the spare key from the facility manager if you rather have it that way” He said and I narrowed my eyes, he wouldn’t do that… would he?!

The knocking became louder and more frequent and I knew that at some point one of my neighbors would probably come out and complain. I didn’t need any more bullshit right now, since I was close to being evicted, because I couldn’t pay the last rent… yet.

I sighed and went to the door, I opened it so I could see him, my eyes travelled up and met his. “Thought you would prefer this”
He pushed the door open and went inside while I gaped at his rudeness.

When I turned around and looked at him, I couldn’t help but notice he had been running or doing some sports, his white shirt was damp and clinging to his upper body. His arms all sweaty, the colorful tattoos gleaming with dampness.

My eyes travelled up and I saw him smirking at me “Had an eyeful? Should I turn around again?” He asked and I felt my cheeks heating up, while his eyes began roaming over my barely covered body. My eyes widened realizing that and his smile just grew wider.

“Nice outfit” He chuckled and I was taking a step closer to the door, about to open the door again to see him out, but instead Brian took his time looking around my messy living room, with my makeshift bed on the couch, my bills on the counter.

He plopped down on a chair on my kitchen island and smiled “It’s good to see you, too. You want to know what I am here for?” He asked and I was biting my teeth so hard together afraid they would snap.

“Actually, no. I want you to leave” I said honestly and Brian shook his head “No can do, E. I have a suggestion to make… Actually I have a plan, and need your help, so I thought we could make a deal out of it” Brian got up from the chair again walked back over to me.

He stood only two feet away and looked down on me “Are you not interested in what I have to suggest? Are you not even curious, as to why I am here?” Brian asked and I looked into his brown eyes, I had seen them so often, had spent hundredths of nights in his company with all our friends, but probably never alone and I just realized that.

My eyes went down his nose to those kissable lips, even though I didn’t like Brian and especially not his attitude and man whoring ways but I had to admit, he looked damn good, almost too good. I shook my head, what the hell was I thinking?!

His cologne wavered in the air between us and I realized just good he smelled, the shirt was slowly drying but still clinging to his tattooed body, which really was a shame to hide to be honest, but I would never admit that much aloud.

“Fine, why are you here” I finally gave in, he wouldn’t leave without me asking anyway.
“Why do you hate me?” he asked and then clamped his mouth shut, as if the question had escaped him before he realized it.

I licked my lips and saw how his eyes followed the motion. I took a step back and turned my back on him, when I realized I was still just wearing my panties, I quickly spun around. Seeing how Brian’s eyes were glued to my backside, instead of looking embarrassed that I noticed him ogling me, he smirked again making me even angrier.

“You came here to ask me why I hate you? That doesn’t seem like it… Now do you have something to say, or will you leave right away?” I asked and saw Brian roll his eyes at me.

“Fine, I received a letter today and thought you might be interested in it” He pulled something out of his back pocket and held it before him. My eyes went down to the envelope and I frowned, what was that?

“It’s from Chris” He said the words with a hint of anger in his voice and my heart almost stopped hearing my ex fiancés name.

“Still not interested?” He asked and I took a step forward, I hadn’t heard from Chris in 9 weeks. No text, no call, no letter… no nothing.

Not even Val or any of our other friends had heard from him recently. And they also didn’t know what the sudden break up was about, which brought me to more bills that arrived today, cause I had to cancel all our wedding arrangements, and yeay, was that fun.
Explaining to some strangers that your wedding was cancelled, I felt like crying just thinking about it.

“Everly?” Brian’s voice sounded softer than before “Interested in it?” He asked and I took the envelope when he held it out for me.

I opened it and when I held the card in my hand, I already knew what was coming.
I had many of those cards in my hand recently too, searching for the perfect one for my wedding, which would never happen now.

I opened the card and my heart was breaking all over again.

Mr. And Mrs. Glenn Harris
Request the honor of your Presence
At the Marriage of their daughter

Rachel Cecilia Harris
To
Chris Morris

Saturday, the seventeenth May

My stomach turned.
No

It was a fake, this wasn’t real. They must have made a mistake. I stood there frozen, the card dropped from my hands. Chris left me, to marry another woman, only a few weeks after our break up?!

Rachel… My eyes moved up to find Brian’s who was staring at me, his face without any emotion.

“What is this?” I asked my voice almost breaking, I knew I was at a point where I would break down and cry every second, and as much as I didn’t want to do that in front of Brian, I just had no idea how to handle the situation right now.

“I have no idea, Eve…” Brian shook his head, in his eyes I could see regret, for what? Telling me, the woman he lost? His friend who took his ex and was about to marry her?!

“What did Chris say? Why would he do that?” I got out and was pleading for answers.

“Jimmy brought this letter to me… I have no idea. You know… Rachel and my break up wasn’t nice… but I have no idea what’s Chris deal in all this” Brian shrugged and finally a tear escaped my eyes, I couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Don’t cry” Brian took a step back as if disgusted with my outburst of emotion and I tried to keep the sobs under control.

“Listen to me, Eve. We cannot let Chris do that, we have to do something. I know this is mindfuck. If it’s any consolation, it was probably Rachel’s idea. I know Rachel and her family…” Brian said but I shook my head, no way. I didn’t want anything to do with this.

“My guess here is that Rachel is trying to get back at me now by marrying one of my best friends – which sounds crazy to a normal person like you, but to someone who’s dated her, it’s just another day of the week”

So it was true, love or not. Chris had left me for the rich daughter of some tech mogul... and not only that they’d be wed in a matter of weeks.

Notes

Final Chapter for this week!
So Brian and Everly talked... what do u think will happen now?!

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