A TASTE OF BAD( MXM)

8. Fix it

CHAPTER EIGHT

NIRAN’S POV

“You still have time to stop him,” Rania pointed out.  I knew she was right in every sense but my stubborn ass was not going to admit that. Instead, I pulled my focus to my phone, focusing on God knows whose i********: story but barely able to recognize whatever was going on.

“Are you seriously going to sit there and act like you don’t care if he goes when we know damn well you care way too much about your best friend?” Tiara pointed out.

“He is a grown man. He can do whatever he wants,” I replied.

“A grown man? Beck is a human whose life may possibly be in danger from associating with us. If you are not going to suck up your attitude, go down there and stop him, then don’t be expecting any lenience from me,” Tiara rose up, cast a glance at me before walking out of my room.

“And don’t expect it from me either,” Rania followed her, banging my door slightly.

I slapped my phone on the bed in anger then stepped out of them bed, looking around. I needed something to distract myself on this unfateful Saturday evening. I tried to block out any thoughts of his but even playing computer games was not working. I could hear his voice from the front of the house, talking to Angelica.

“Please not you too. I’m really sick and tired of the reason of him hurting me on purpose was apparently to protect me. He hurt me, Angie. Can’t you all see that? You are taking his side without considering the fact that he hurt me,” Beck sounded pretty angry and he had every right to be but I’d rather have him hate me and still be breathing.

“This is not about taking sides. Niran has always protected you and everything he does is for your own good,” Angie pointed out. Protect him? Where had that gotten me exactly? I protected him but failed to protect his heart.

“Don’t give me that, Angie. He f*****g hurt me!” Beck snapped,” You know what? Maybe I don’t give a damn about your new world. What I care about is that the friend I trusted the most hurt me and now I’m beginning to question everything. What if Ken was right about all that he claimed? What did he even mean when he said Niran left him for the dead? What if Ken never hurt me in the first place? Do you know hats its like to questioned everything? You don’t. So excuse if I’m pissed that everyone is taking Niran’s side despite him making me think moving out is probably the best thing I’d ever done,” There was a brief pause,” Tell Niran, that I hope whatever he did, was worth losing a friend who would have died for him without hesitation,”

Almost immediately I heard the engine of a car rev and barely a few seconds later, he was gone. f**k! He was gone and I f*****g let him. Picking up my boxing gloves, I made my way to the basement. I needed to get him out of my thoughts at least even for a while. With my wireless Bluetooth earphones in place, I began throwing my bunched-up fists on the punching bag, working up all the rage and guilt gnawing inside me. Suddenly I felt a pain in my arms, making me halt as I turned around.

“That’s not cool Angie,”

She matched in,” Not cool? You think me tweezing you a little is not cool? f**k you Niran. He is your best friend and seeing you act like he doesn’t mean anything to you is really beginning to piss me off,”

“So what do you want me to do? Run off after him and beg him to come home with me?”

“He is hurt, dammit! He doesn’t know s**t about our word Niran and so how the hell is he supposed to understand it within hours? Can you blame him for feeling hurt because his best friend screwed him over? The least you could have done was actually trying to help him understand why you did all that,” she snapped. Of all our friends, she had always been the most protective of Beck.

“He’ll soon get over it,” I went back to punching.

“Get over it? Someone just doesn’t get over being betrayed by the closest person to him. From the beginning I warned you about putting Anton into his life being such a bad idea but you were so damn sure he wouldn’t fall for him. You claimed he was too stuck on Ken to just fall for someone else. Now look where that has gotten us. The boy you were trying to protect is now somewhere God knows where, probably feeling dejected and alone and don’t forget his vampire ex is out there,”

“Can you just leave me alone Angie?” I snapped.

“Rectify this before its too late, Niran,” she said in a much softer voice before walking out of the basement, the clicking of her boots fading into the distance. I hated that she was right but one thing I hated the most was hearing the pain in Beck’s voice and knowing I did that to him. I hated myself for making him hurt yet again.