𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐒𝐲𝐧┃𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨

122. 𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑒?

Xavier

Last Night

I looked over at Syn who had been quiet for the majority of the night and I sighed. We thought that having him get out would make him cheer up a little, but he still seemed miserable.

I looked over at the dance floor where Cas and Cleo were dancing and I turned to Syn. "Do you want to dance?"

"No," he muttered as he sipped on his fifth drink of the night. "You go."

"No," I said as I shook my head. "I'm going to stay with you." He shrugged in boredom and I looked around the club again. "My friends should be here in a few minutes."

"You have friends?" He asked dryly.

"I do," I laughed softly. "You were gone for a long time, Syn." He hummed and I turned around again and smiled when I saw the couple of my friends I had invited tonight. "Zay!" I called out.

He turned to me in the crowd and smiled brightly before taking his girlfriend's hand and walking towards us. "Hey man," he said as he neared us. I shook all of their hands and laughed softly as they all sat down.

"This is Syn," I said as I gestured to him. "And Syn these are my friends, Zay and Chris." Syn nodded in their direction before returning to his drinks and I shook my head. "He's not in the best mood tonight."

"What's going on, man?" Chris asked as he held his arm over a girl's shoulder. I didn't know if it was his girlfriend or not considering he was with a new girl every day.

Syn ignored his question completely and Chris raised a brow in my direction. I shrugged and leaned back in my seat. "His girlfriend is cheating on him."

"I'm so sorry to hear that," Zay said. "How long we're the two of you together?"

"For a while," Syn muttered.

"I've been where you are and it takes time, but you just need to—"

"Yeah, yeah, do what he says if you want to be depressed for a few years," Chris teased with a hearty laugh. The girl beside him giggled and I grimaced. Did she know she wasn't the only one? "Females are like shoes. You can buy one and like it, maybe even love it, but you will never wear one pair of shoes forever. There are way more...better shoes...so why bitch about the one that doesn't fit anymore?"

"That's really offensive," Zay's girlfriend said.

Chris shrugged and chuckled before turning back to Syn. "If you miss a pair of shoes, try another
one and I promise you you'll forget about the other."

Chris and I disagreed on plenty of things. Truthfully, I despised him. His off-the-wall beliefs and disrespect in regards to women were something that pissed me off. Zay seemed to stay friends with him though, so if I hung out with him, Chris was a package deal.

"You're saying if I sleep with another girl, I'll forget about her?" Syn asked.

"Definitely," Chris answered.

"I don't think that's accurate," I said in the nicest way I could.

"There's only one way to find out," he said with a smirk as he turned around.

Syn wouldn't do anything right? Caspian joked about it earlier but Syn pushed the idea away. A sober him would never do anything this soon, but he wasn't himself right now. He was drunk as hell.

Chris snapped his fingers and a couple of girls came over to him in tight dresses and red lipstick. They were no doubt beautiful, but this wasn't what Syn needed right now.