Hidden Secrets

36- Blurred lines

She cheated on him. How can someone cheat on him?

He's asleep now, his arms wrapped around my waist as if even unconscious, he's afraid that i'll leave

Usually being in his arms calms me down and helps me relax but right now my mind is racing, asking questions I won't know the answer to until he tells me

I hate that he's hurting, knowing that I can't do anything to help him, I hate even the thought of betrayal on his face when he found out, and I hate her the most, she had a guy that no doubt treated her like a princess, I know he treated me like one at least.

She saw the idea of fame, and money, she played him perfectly into her trap before closing the hatch, locking him in and taunting him from the other side of the bars, she used him and there's nothing I want more right now than for his pain to go away.

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Once I wake up I roll over, feeling the other side of the bed I expect for Charles to be there but he's not, I open my eyes confused at his absence

My stomach drops which I quickly scold myself for, I have no right to be sad, he probably just regrets asking me to stay

I get up after looking around for a moment, grabbing my phone from the nightstand picking up my dress and shoes I walk to the door

A part of me wishes i'd woken up to the warmth of his arms around me, his hot breath against my neck, his green eyes looking into mine. selfish. How can I be so selfish? He's sad, he just got fucking cheated on of course everything won't go back to how it was, he most likely doesn't want to see me, fuck, what if he thinks we did something and I took advantage of him?

The last thing I want is for him to regret telling me, wishing he hadn't asked me to stay, like always, his subconscious voice within his actions tell me that we're just friends, that he doesn't see me as more and yet every time i'm starting to be okay with that, he puts the leash back on, pulling me in with a gentle touch, or a teasing whisper, making sure I can never truly get away.

I check the time when I finally get back to my own room, fuck I only have two hours till my plane leaves.

Plugging my phone in I quickly start packing, being interrupted in my actions by the sound of notifications coming through on my phone indicating that it's charged

Looking over I can't help but become overwhelmed

Sofiia🥱
DID I JUST SEE YOU LEAVE WITH CHARLES-
Bitch where the fuck are you-
hello?????? okay fine be that way 🙄-
girl you better be packing rn -
whore what flowers do you want at ur funeral-

Princess😒
-How was I going to tell you what flowers if I was dead?

Sofiia🥱
OH MY GOD HEY BAE-
are you ready to go?-

Princess😒
-Yeah i'm almost done packing come here

I check another notification seeing one from Lando that makes me let out a small laugh, it didn't even cross my mind that's what us leaving looked like

''Man' child
Left with charles 🤨-
You>carly-

Bitchy cupid
-Please tell everyone that saw that that nothing happened he was just drunk so I took him back

'Man' child
fine. be boring-

Bitchy Cupid
-It's called balance

"Open the door whore! Hey that rhymed!" I immediately recognize sofiia's voice making me laugh

"Are you hungover" I look her up and down once i've opened the door and allowed her into the room

"Possibly"

"Wonderful, here" I grab advil out of my back and hand it to her, the girls eyes lighting up with a smile as she grabs it

"You're actually the love of my life"

"I'm here to single handedly make sure you never lower your standards"

"Trust me, Lando is the epitome of raising my standards"

"It's draining watching you guys all be in happy relationships then there's just me"

"Charles and you will be together mark my word"

"Definitely not"

"We could threaten Carly into breaking up with him"

"One, I would never do that to Charles especially since if he wanted me, he wouldn't have been with Carly and two, there's no need, they broke up"

"They what!!!" Her eyes go wide and I only roll my eyes at her surprise before zipping up my suitcase

"He told me last night but i'm not sure he even remembers"

"Is that why you guys left?" I nod while turning to face her with my stuff

"yeah I just took him back to his room, he wasn't the happiest"

"I was so hoping you finally got together"

"He was drunk, i'd never want our first time to be while he's drunk"

"So you've thought about it?"

"Okay no more of this conversation, we got a flight to catch"

We arrive at the airport and make it with twenty minutes until departure

Of course with just my luck I get a text right as we're about to take off

Marc ;)
-You left again

I try to answer and tell him that i'm on a flight to London for my tournament but the service cuts out refusing my attempt

I spend the next two hours thinking about everything

Did he only kiss me because he was sad? Sure, he kissed my neck and it wasn't a true kiss but what if it meant nothing over the lines of drunken actions that he didn't mean, using me as someone to confide in to mask his pain. Was I just a second choice?

He wanted to be friends, but does friends mean a compromise for the relationship he was trapped in, was friends a temporary title until he was single or is it him friend zoning me in order to try and get me to move on? Did he expect me to wait for him or does he feel nothing past the lines of friendship?

Why would he use the nicknames if he doesn't feel anything for me? Why would he be with Carly if he had liked me? He would've been with me by now if he actually had feelings for me. He kissed her on live tv. She rode in his car, she got to sleep next to him, she held his hand when he was stressed, she hugged him after a win, she no doubt got butterflies just looking at him. She experienced it all.

But so did I.

What's the true meaning of friends when that line begins to blur, threateningly close to something more, where does friendship end and a relationship start?

my eye sights never been the greatest.

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I'm gonna cry I have to work for seven hours today😭