CHAPTER SIX
BECK’S POV
When I woke up in the morning, two things simultaneously hit me. One, my head was pounding really hard, making me acutely aware of how much alcohol I had drunk yesterday. Heck, I’d lost count after the second bottle and two, it had to be certainly mid-day because of the blinding hot rays of the sun on my face. Even forcing my eyes open was a hassle of its own and I wanted nothing more than to rewind back time and undo the drinking I’d done yesterday.
Ugh! Why did my own best friend have to hurt me like that? I let my eyes fall shut again, a groan living my lips. All I wanted to was to heal from the wound Ken had left in my heart but with Anton’s revelation, I don’t think I was ever going to move on at all.
“Beck?” Niran’s softened voice cut through my thoughts.
“I don’t want to talk to you,” I mumbled, my eyes still very much shut as I turned on my side, that small movement making me cuss instantly at the amount of head pounding it caused. Heavy drinking had never been for me and yet, here I was, nursing a bloody hangover on a Saturday like probably more than half the students in campus.
I heard the subtle movement of a chair next to me. Of course, he was not just going to leave. Dammit Niran and his stubbornness. Did he not understand how his presence was nerving me especially taking into account how he betrayed me?
“At least take some pain killers then,” he said.
Against my own reservations, I pulled myself to a sitting position, accepting the pills and a glass water. I mumbled a thank you, refusing to meet his gaze before letting my back rest against the wall.
“So you are never going to talk to me?” He inquired.
“What are we supposed to talk about, Niran? That my best friend, who was supposed to care about me, actually served the coldest betrayal I’d ever experienced? Because I do have the time to talk about that,” I snapped.
He released a sigh, an apologetic look clouding the brown in his eyes as he leaned slightly forward.
“I understand if you are mad because if I were in your shoes, I’d do the same. Heck, I don’t think I would even be here listening to you right now,” he paused, releasing another sigh ,” I was only trying to protect you, Beck,”
“Protect me by making sure I never heal?” I questioned, shrugging a bit. Was he even hearing himself right now?
“That was not on purpose. My life is always in constant danger and your association with me, puts you at a disadvantage. Anton was one of the strongest werewolves I knew and he was looking for fun. So I thought why not? I didn’t think after Ken you’d want to take things serious with anyone but I guess I was wrong and I’m very sorry about that,” his tone was thickened with a vulnerability that made you want to forgive him in an instant.
“You didn’t think putting someone in my life would hurt me? That’s the lamest thing you’ve ever said to me. You know what? I already found an apartment and I’m going to move in later on today. Its closer to campus and most importantly, very opposite from here,” well, that was mostly a lie because I had no apartments lined up.
“Wait, what?” He questioned, widened in disbelief. That expression on his face right now was worth the lie.
“You betrayed me, Niran. Can’t you see that?” I inquired, letting him see the pain in my eyes.
He stood up, snapping at me,” You are not moving out, Beck,”
“Why? Because you are my dad and I’m supposed to listen to every word you say?”
“No, because I’m your best friend and right now you are acting like a complete i***t. Moving out just because you are mad at me despite knowing what exactly I’m? That’s what idiotic people do. First off, you went to a gay bar with some dude I don’t even know and I had to scout the town to find you!” he snapped.
“What the hell are you talking about? I didn’t go to some gay bar or hangout with anyone. I was so damn mad at you to even entertain the company of another man,” Thinking about it now, I had no idea half of what I did last night or how I even got home.
“You can’t even remember anything from yesterday night and you still think you can handle living alone?” He questioned, looking at me with bewilderment in his eyes.
“Well, I have a new roommate. He is super nice and from my class. So yeah, I’m really moving out and you can suck it,” I snapped.
“Fine. Do whatever you want Beck. Just don’t come crying to me when it all goes down south,” he walked out, banging the door rather loudly.
How dare he act mad after what he did to me? Still, he had the nerves to make me feel like I was incapable of taking of myself. Well, we’ll see who would come crying soon enough. Now I just needed two things; a new apartment and a new roommate, ASAP.
Fuck! Sometimes my mouth was just the prison of me but then again, after what had transpired in my life, I actually needed a break from my so-called friends and their lies.