Flynn P.O.V:
I stood on my bed staring at the collage of Harley drawings above my bed. I chuckled as the tears ran down my cheeks. Years... YEARS WASTED. On what? A girl who looked at me like I was worthless for longer. She said it herself. She never saw anything in me. And I fell for her. For years.
I chugged some of the vodka from the bottle down my throat then I threw the rest on the collage. I stared at Harley's face as it slowly became distorted.
How sweet was she? Scew me and then SCREW ME. And Oliver. Oliver needed to get what was coming to him.
I grabbed my phone off the bed and quickly dialed his number, slamming my phone on the side of my face.
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Oliver P.O.V:
I stood in the living room holding my niece. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I quickly took it out. A smile hit my cheeks when I saw who had called. "Flynn-"
"Hi," he sang stretching the 'i'. He burped then continued. "Best friend. BFF. Mi.. Amico."
"It's amigo," I chuckled, correcting him.
"Amico. Italian? Didn't know I knew Italian, huh? You're not the only smart one."
"Sure- Flynn? Are you okay?"
He let out a Joker like chuckle. "No."
"Are you.. drunk?"
"You've got a good eye."
"A good eye?" I furrowed my brows. "Flynn what's going on?"
"I just drank two bottles of vodka, that's what going on, buddy. Oh- and Harley? Yeah, the break up went well."
"Then why are you drinking?"
"Because she dumped me first."
I froze. "..What? Why?"
"My mind is asking me the same question over and over. But it's funny that you're asking me that. Since you're one of the reasons."
I looked at my niece then I raced over to my brother.
"You there?"
I quickly handed her to him. "I'm here. How am I a reason?" I started walking towards the front door.
"She thinks I'm in love with you," he chuckled.
I sat on the front step. "Why would she-"
He snorted like a pig. "She doesn't think I love you, man. She knows we're buddies. Well, that we used to be."
"Used to- Flynn, what's going on?"
"So, Harley dumped me. We've already established that. The reason why is because she thinks I'm cheating."
"I can tell her that you never did-"
"That won't be necessary. See, she thinks I cheated because you and Riley and Hayden played a little game called 'Let's Keep Secrets from Flynn'."
I felt bumps cover my skin. "Flynn, we were trying to protect you-"
"Protect me? From what?"
"We knew you were going to fall out with Harley because of that. You were drunk and all you did was let a girl kiss you."
"Did I? Did I just let her kiss me, Oliver?"
"..Yeah."
I heard him sigh. "Just tell me the truth. You saw me kiss her and now you're trying to make me feel better about myself."
"What? Flynn, all I saw was her trying to kiss you. You were drunk and hopefully not drugged up like me."
"Yet you remembered every second of that party."
I sighed. "We're different people. We handle alcohol differently-"
"I remember what happened."
I sat straight. "How?"
"I remembered a month later but I didn't think that I did it. I hoped that I didn't do it. I saw the girl around campus. She waved at me a couple of times and I didn't know why. Then one afternoon she found me near my class and came up to me. She tried to flirt with me and I told her that I had a girlfriend. Then she told me that I said the same thing that night... I thought I did the right thing for a second."
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I stood staring at the girl proud that I had turned her down the night of the party but something about her smile said that I'd done more than that.
She stepped closer, putting her hand on my chest and pushing me up against the wall.
I furrowed my brows and stared down at her.
"But you know what else you said? 'She won't mind'. Right before you kissed me," she put her hand on my crotch.
I quickly pushed her away. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
She giggled. "You still owe me, Flynn Skylar."
"Owe you what?"
"You know," she winked before she walked away.
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Oliver P.O.V:
"Flynn," I held the phone to my ear with furrowed brows. "That's assault."
"I doesn't matter anymore. I didn't think that I did it. I ignored what she said."
"Flynn, she was a part of the sorority. They're doing this often. They need to be reported."
"Oliver, would you shut up."
I held my breath.
"That wouldn't have happened if you had just been the good friend that you've always made yourself out to be. If you had just told me what had happened-"
"Flynn-"
"No. Don't try to talk about how long ago that was, or how much you regret it. Don't try to apologize to me. When we get back to school, we are no longer friends. Don't try to pretend we ever were because we weren't. And the next time you try to drown yourself, DO IT. BECAUSE I WON'T BE THERE TO SAVE YOU!"
Tears filled my eyes. "You're drunk-"
"No. I'm sober. As sober as a priest on the day of communion and I can see everything crystal clear now. I never really had anyone...But everyone had me."
He hung up.
I sat on the steps in tears.
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Flynn P.O.V:
I blocked Oliver's number then I called Hayden.
"Yello?" He answered sounding happy and sober. My total opposite.
"Hi.. buddy."
"Flynn? Why are you calling me?"
"I just wanted to let you know that you got what you wanted."
"Which is?"
"To break up me and Harley. We're done. Completely done."
"Why would I want to do that?"
"Because you're jealous?"
"Of what? You two leeches sucking each other dry? I've never seen so much hate in one relationship and my parents are divorced because they were sleeping with other people. You two were never meant to be and fate just made that clear. Now, if you're not calling to apologize to me for pretending I was a nobody for weeks then don't call me again."
I heard dial tone. I sighed then I blocked his number and dialed Riley.
"Hey Flynn, what's up?"
"Screw you. I hope you and Oliver don't last and if you do freaking last, I hope your kids grow up to be serial killers with incest babies because you two deserve hell on earth and after you die. Best friends my flat ass."
"This better be a joke-"
"Your mom said those very words to the nurse when she saw your face." My eyes grew when I realized what I'd said. "I'm.. I'm-"
"Sorry," Riley sighed. "I know you didn't mean it-"
"Yes..," the anger filled my heart again. "Yes, I did. And you think that's bad. Wait till you hear what I told Oliver. If you ever hear from him again-"
She hung up on me.
I quickly blocked her number. I scrolled up to Harley's one last time. Years wasted. She was years wasted and I still couldn't block or delete her number.
I quickly threw my phone across the room. Then I grabbed the framed collage off the wall and marched downstairs to the backyard.
I ripped the collage out of the frame then I threw the pieces into the yards burn barrel.
I stared at the smoke as it began to cover the sky. Years of artwork.. Memories being burned. Memories of Harley Branson.
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Hey awesome people! Last chapter in this book. The new and last one will be out at the end of the week. 😁 Hopefully, Thanksgiving night.