Jealousy and Truth

Avery's P.O.V

I stood there as she walked away with him. I was beyond pissed. He knew the rules as for her; she is not meant to be liking anyone else except me. I felt like shit for the way I spoke to her. She had pissed me off so much that I was not thinking. I decided to go after her, and apologize but by the time I got back she was nowhere in sight, shit! Where did she go? I can't see Dane around either. Surely she has not left with him. Surely, she would not do anything stupid to get back at me. These voices in my head with all these questions were frustrating to me. I spotted Layla and Mason, hoping they knew where she was.

"Have you seen Hailey?" I asked them.

"She left about ten minutes ago with Dane," Mason said.

"Fuck!" I snapped, turning around, punching the concrete post behind me.

"Avery, what the heck?" Layla asked, shocked.

"I fucked up big time; now she is gonna end up going on a date with him." I sighed.

"What are you talking about?" Layla asked, "Let me see your hand and make sure you have not broken it." She added.

I groaned, showing her my hand. It was already swelling up and bruising. I could move it, which tells me it is not broken. Layla studied it for a moment before looking at me, shaking her head.

"Why did you do that?" She asked puzzled.

"Because I messed up, that's why. I said some things to Hailey I really should not have said. She is gonna end up with Dane now." I said, annoyed.

Layla looked at me or should I say glared at me. What is her problem?

"What did you do? So, what if she ends up on a date with him. It is not like you wanna date her Avery. You can screw around and do what you want. She can do what she wants too. She isn't gonna wait around forever until you decide if you like her or not." Layla said.

"You know what I don't need to take this crap." I hissed, walking away from them.

I needed to get wasted. I headed over to where Louisa and the rest of them were, she took one look at me and handed me the bottle of vodka and a joint. I happily took them from her, downing half the bottle, taking a couple of puffs of the joint.

"What is wrong with you?" She asked, "Did you find her?" She added.

"Yes, with Dane, looking a little too comfortable." I snapped clenching my fists.

Why was I this mad?

"Dane?" She said a little disappointed.

"Yes. Why does that seem to bother you?" I asked curiously.

"No reason." She said, not looking at me.

She likes him. She told me about some guy she wanted but never mentioned names.

"You like him?" I smirked.

"Do not." She laughed. "Even if I did what would be the point? We don't do relationships Avery; it's safer that way." She shrugged.

She has a point; we do not. Louisa was the female version of me when it comes to dating, hooking up, and life in general.

"I guess." I shrugged, "Have you ever wanted to try it?" I asked.

She shot around to face me, looking a little confused.

"A relationship?" She asked, and I nodded, "What do you think? How wasted are you?" She laughed, "Why does that appeal to you, a relationship with Hailey I mean?" She asked.

"What? No, what do you take me for? I do not do relationships. I sure am not going to start so that I can sleep with her." I laughed.

What is with all this crazy talk?

"I know I must be wasted too. Let us forget about the two of them." She laughed, "Fancy a quickie?" She smirked.

I nodded, and the two of us headed off again. It is what we do. We have always been each other's release, and it has been that way since we were fourteen. We were each other first, learned it all together. We understand each other because we have been through the same kind of stuff. Friends with benefits, nothing more than that and that is how we like it.

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Louisa and I arrived back, as we did, I saw Dane. I clenched my fists at the side, trying to calm myself down because he is a friend. Well, more of an acquaintance and I do not like fighting with people I hang out with. I made my way over to him.

"Where is she?" I snapped.

"At home, where I dropped her off." He said.

"What is your game? Did you fuck her?" I growled.

Dane shook his head at me, a disappointed look on his face.

"No, I never. Not like it is any of your business anyway. I am not you Avery. I don't fuck around and mess with people's feelings." He said calmly.

It is my business; she is my friend. I saw her first.

"You trying to tell me nothing happened? I saw the two of you at the lake Dane. She is my friend; it is my business." I growled at him.

"Your friend? You treat her like a play toy. You hurt her with your words, and friends do not do that to each other. All you want to do is fuck her. Yes, nothing happened, but we are going on a date." He said.

A date? Is he kidding me right now?

"Yes, maybe I do. Hailey knows that, though, but she is still my friend. A date?" I asked, "No, you are not. Not if I have anything to do with it." I growled.

Dane glared at me.

"Avery you don't even want her, not in the way she deserves. She is better than someone for you to fuck. Hailey and I are going on a date as simple as that. You can't expect her to wait around for you." He said, shaking his head and walking away from me.

I felt myself wanting to punch him. I knew I had no right because he had a point. I never wanted anything else from her, not really anyway. I decided it would be best if I let it be. I headed over to Mason and Layla, who were with another couple of people. Layla rolled her eyes at me; guess she is still mad at me.

"Layla I am sorry I snapped at you," I said.

"It is fine, don't worry about it. What happened?" Layla asked.

"I saw Hailey about to kiss Dane and I kind of lost it. Why I do not know." I said.

"Are you jealous?" She asked.

"No, I don't get jealous. It must be the alcohol." I shrugged.

"You sure?" She asked.

"Yes, Hailey has a date with him," I said, brushing it off.

Layla looked at me, a smirk on her lips. Have I missed something? I looked at her raising my brow. She giggled, shaking her head, not saying another word about it. Maybe it is better that way. I decided to push it to the back of my head and enjoy the rest of my night. I grabbed Layla and me a drink; she seems to have a taste for it now. The three of us headed back to the fire, chilling out and enjoying ourselves.

I was surprised by the way Layla was now. She seemed more confident, more relaxed in the atmosphere now. I think she and Mason are right for each other. I decided I should text Hailey, apologize for what I said to her. I pulled my phone out, starting a text and deleting it a few times.

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Avery: Hey Kitten, sorry I was a jackass to you. I should never have said those things to you. I had no right to act the way I did; I was only taken by surprise when I saw you with him. Forgive me? Please?

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I hesitated before eventually sending it. If she would text me back or not, that is a different story. I felt my phone vibrate. Hailey was texting me back. I opened it, and it was not what I wanted to see.

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Hailey: No. Not this time. I am done.

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Surely, she never meant that? I have fucked up a hundred times before, and she has forgiven me. I am sure she will forgive me again.

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Avery: You do not mean that baby girl.

Hailey: I do Avery and do not call me that or kitten. Find someone else to mess with because I have had enough of guys like you and Joshua. We are done, Avery. Now leave me alone, or I will block you.

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Fuck! She is serious.

"Fuck!" I shouted, throwing my phone into the lake.

"What the fuck dude?" Mason asked, surprised.

"Nothing, it does not fucking matter. I am out of here." I hissed, standing up and walking away.

I had no clue where I was going. I just knew I needed to get away from here. If Hailey wants to be like that, then she can go fucking right ahead. I do not give a fuck anymore. I can replace her without any problems. I can't believe she put me in the same category as Joshua. I am nothing like him. Actually, I am in a way, I guess. I was meant to be looking out for her, protecting her from him not hurting her as bad. I decided a bar sounded like the right place, using my fake ID. At least that way no one is there to bother me. I walked into the closest bar, not even getting asked for ID. The place was a dive, but I was not caring. I took a seat at the bar.

"Sambuca please and keep them coming," I said to the barman.

It looks like it is Sambuca and me tonight.