Chapter 1
Andrea
“Oblivisci!” Andrea choked out through her tears, her wand pointed towards the two people she had always thought she would never part with.
But OH, had she been wrong...
Maybe I should explain what just happened. I mean, why the fuck would you remove yourself from your two best friends’ memories?
......
..... Yeah, I have a lot of explaining to do.
“Do you promise? Do you promise not to hurt either of them?” I asked, my eyes locking into his as he nodded, a wicked grin on his face.
I nodded back. One thing was for sure, this wasn’t going to end well.
And I knew just what I had to do.
I remembered every last detail of that day despite my best efforts to forget. It was as if the gods were punishing me by making sure I remembered the hurt I had caused my best friend, those sadists.
It was all meant to be an act. A mere act of dishonesty that would probably ruin but save both my friends’ lives. And it had been just that; Until Augustus had kissed me back. And I had liked it.
How long had he wanted this?
How long had I wanted this?
I hadn’t been sure how to react when he had pulled me even closer to him halfway through the kiss, pressing my entire body against his. So I just followed his lead, moving my head closer and further from his as he sucked on my bottom lip.
Easily the best kiss of my life.
And then his boyfriend had walked in, pulling on his suitcases from his latest trip and it had all gone downhill.
Which was exactly I had hoped it would go.
I knew that what I was doing was for their own good. A life without love was better than no life at all. But when I noticed Lucas standing in the doorway, tears of betrayal gathering in his eyes as he took in the scene in front of him, even I was bound to have second thoughts.
Maybe I should have known that my two best friends would be my downfall.
“Busy?” Lucas asked in a voice so calm as he leaned from the doorway that I took a step away from Augustus so fast, I wasn’t sure I hadn’t teleported.
“Mind explaining?" He asked next, his calm facade beginning to crumble right before our eyes. The almost overflowing suit bags in his hands were the least of his concerns right now, and it showed.
The question wasn’t aimed at me. Instead, it was aimed at Augustus and I wasn’t sure if that was much of an improvement.
Augustus’s silence was unnerving. All he did was look down at the ground and remained silent, his slightly longer than usual hair - the same ones that I was just burying my hands in - falling forward and covering most of his face. I had expected him to defend himself, to blame it all on me but he didn’t. That was an improvement.
“It was my fault, Lucas,” I spoke up when no one spoke for a solid duration of one minute, knowing that the silence in the room was just serving to infuriate Lucas even more. If Augustus wasn’t going to make a move, I had to. “I- I forced him. I’m sorry I-” I stammered, making the situation look worse. That was unintentional. Guilt started to creep its way into my conscience; As if I needed that right now.
“And why was that?” Lucas asked, raising an eyebrow, throwing his bags in a corner. They landed with a heavy crash, the contents inside obviously spoiled, but he never gave it a glance. His full stare was on me and though the tears in his eyes made my heart clench for him, they also strengthened my resolve.
“I, uh, don’t know.”
“Wow.” Such a dry reply. It did not tell me what Lucas was thinking right now, and I could normally read his thoughts like an open book.
I glanced at Augustus, who had yet to say anything. A million questions whirled in my head. Why had he kissed me back? Was what I doing right? And, most important of all, how does this all end?
And right then, Lucas decided that he couldn’t take it anymore. Glaring at both me and Augustus with pain-filled eyes, he moved out of the room, slamming the door close behind him.
I started to go after him - I blame my reflex - but a voice behind me stopped me.
“Don’t. You should let him cool down.” Augustus murmured in a voice so low, I wasn’t sure if I wasn’t imagining it.
“I don’t think he’s going to be able to cool down anytime soon.”
“He’ll semi-cool down then.” He pointed out, and his usual I-don’t-give-a-damn tone, that I normally liked, was now getting on my nerves.
“That’s not the fucking point, Augustus! He’s my best friend, possibly my only friend, and he just walked in on me kissing his boyfriend! Do you have any idea how bad that would look to him?!” I asked him, furious, not a trace of slur in my voice.
“He’s my boyfriend, I do know how bad that must’ve looked to him!” He semi-yelled at me, his face shining in desperation. “And that’s exactly what we need to talk about!”
I simply glared at him, waiting for him to go on and get it out of his system so I could leave his company.
When he did not speak, obviously waiting for me to give in and reply, I turned around.
Not today, Satan.
It was only when I locked the door behind me that I realized that I could’ve used any other method.
