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“Yeah, but that’s not it,” I said. “She also said that you already have a girlfriend. Like, overseas, or something. Was she talking about me?”
Pierre froze up. And I knew I got him.
“P,” I said, leaning forward on the table. “You can tell me anything. You know that.”
He shifted a bit in seat, and reached up scratch at the patch covering his one eye. “Yeah. It’s you.”
Uh-huh.
“Okay,” I said instead, leaning back in my chair. A slight smile formed on my lips. “Well, then we shouldn’t have a problem.” I gave him a wink.
He knew that I knew he was lying. But why was he holding back?
In all honesty, I didn’t give a crap about whether or not Pierre had someone else. If anything, that made me ecstatic—there was someone else to offer him love, the kind of love that I wouldn’t be able to give him. The real kind.
I loved him as a best friend, and maybe the lines were starting to blur a bit—but I could never see a future with him.
To be frank, I couldn’t see a future with anyone.
“So,” he said, breaking me out of my thoughts. “Was there something you were gonna tell me?”
Right. I still had my story to confess.
Fuck.
“Um, yeah,” I said. Now it was my turn to shrink back into my chair. In my defense, I had every reason to do so. “So, you know how I’m seeing Felix? Kinda?”
Pierre’s expression went cold. He looked at me like I was a stranger, and I half expected him to rise out of his chair and tell me to get the fuck out of his apartment.
“Yeah,” he ground out.
Fuck.
The more I thought about it, the stupider it sounded, and the more I regretted ever getting involved with the three boys. For some reason, Pierre had managed to contain his anger toward me when he found out about Felix—but I hadn’t even wanted to tell him. The only reason I let him know that much was because Felix wanted him to know the gift card was for him, that it was some sort of apology.
But Elliot and Leo had no apologies. At least, not yet.
Looking at his face, I knew I had to just spit it out, say the truth now or forever hold my peace. I couldn’t just sit in front of my best friend and lie about something that involved him.
Taking in a breath, I could feel my heart start to beat faster. After gulping down my words a couple of times, I looked Pierre dead in the eye.
“It’s … not just Felix,” I said, feeling the world already falling away from me. “It’s Elliot. And Leo. All three of them.”
If it wasn’t for the chair, I would’ve fainted right then and there. Because nothing could prepare me for what Pierre was going to say next, even as shadows clouded his eyes. I could practically see the venom dripping from his lips as he spoke.
I had this coming to me.
There was nothing I could do, except tell the truth.