The Bartender

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Chapter Fifteen

Being friends with your ex was not an easy task. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to be friends with Gabrielle, she was nice, it’s just we had never been friends before. We had started dating right off the bat when I had asked her to the homecoming dance in our freshmen year.

You’re probably wondering how I asked when we weren’t even friends to begin with. The thing is, we were in the same English class and had been paired up. We worked on it for a few weeks so I thought I could ask her and she had said yes. That wasn’t friendship, was it?

I couldn’t help picture her naked or in some lingerie whenever I looked at her. I know, it was wrong of me but I couldn’t help it. Either way, she seemed nice. The only downside to it all was that Andrew wasn’t quite happy about the new change of events.

“Damn bro, how could you do this to me man?” he asked me once we were in our last class.

“These things are not planned dude” I shrugged. “Besides, she broke up with me” I told him.

“We never even went out on a double date” he whined making me roll my eyes.

I wasn’t sad or stressed about the break up like I thought I would be. Although, it had only been a few hours so I couldn’t be sure. I was even surprised that I didn’t miss our little kisses between classes.

I guess it was in the past now.

When we closed however, our homeroom teacher asked me about my extra classes, the ones I’d been having with Kyle and if they were going well. Apparently, she hadn’t seen any improvement in my studies. Well, how was she going to when we hadn’t had any tests so far?

I simply told her that they were going well and she didn’t have to worry. Then she went to talk about how I was stressed out of late but I didn’t wait to hear any of that. I wasn’t stressed out or anything. I was perfectly fine, or as fine as I hoped to be.

After school that day, I pondered over what Andrew said. Not the part about us going on a double date because that ended before it could even begin. I mean, I wasn’t paying serious attention to the tutorials Kyle was giving me. Hell, we hadn’t even done it much considering I was always either looking at Brian’s naked body or well, thinking about him being gay. Seriously, I needed to get focused on more important things, like, Not-Brian.

Since I didn’t bring my car and I was so not taking the bus, because ew, I waited for him by his car. I just hoped that boy wasn’t pitching a ride with him like earlier today. How did they even become friends, I wondered.

I was dreading going go his place though because I honestly didn’t know how I would react when I saw Brian. It had only been a day but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about that kiss all day. Anytime I managed to get my mind off it, I got some jitters in my stomach and they sent me right back to the taste of his lips and the way the felt against mine. Ah, there I go doing it again.

The kiss we shared, even though I had acted on impulse, I realized it was totally uncalled for. There was nothing wrong me and I shouldn’t have used him like that. I knew first-hand how it felt to be used and I honestly didn’t want inflict such pain on someone else.

Dear lord, I must be becoming soft-hearted.

But even I must admit, that was the best kiss I had ever had in my entire life. I wanted to feel it again and that was quite scary.

Kyle didn’t seem excited to see me and I was getting quite angry at him because in case he was forgetting, I am his best friend. I was about to speak on it but immediately shut up when I saw Niall following him like the creep he was.

“Okay, this is bothering me. How do you two even know each other?” I asked when they got to the truck.

Niall just looked at the ground making me roll my eyes. What a wimp.

“Tumblr” Kyle replied.

I laughed. “You met on that nasty site?” I asked, looking back and forth between them. Don’t ask me how I know there’s some nasty shit on Tumblr, I just do. I was on it a few months ago and saw the weirdest shut ever, gay porn. Accidentally of course. Don’t ask.

That made me wonder, what did Niall do on Tumblr?

“It’s not nasty” Kyle rolled his eyes at me.

When he opened the car doors, Niall immediately went for the front seat making me glare at him.

“Think again, pipsqueak!” I growled at him, making him take a few steps back.

“B-but...” he whined, looking at Kyle.

“Just let him have it” Kyle said to him and I stuck my tongue out at Niall. Yeah, suck it cocksucker. Oh, and I didn’t mean that to be offensive. Maybe.

Niall pouted throughout the drive but I couldn’t care less. I had my own issues to worry about. Soon, Kyle was curving on a street that I had never seen before on the other side of town. There weren’t many houses, just trees, as if it led to some kind of forest. I was about to voice my thoughts when we approached a massive mansion a few minutes later. It looked like it had come out of an Architectural Digest magazine. Hell, you could fit like twenty families in there, or more. I couldn’t really see it well since my sight was blocked by some trees.

Niall got down without so much as a wave when Kyle parked in front of the gate. I guess unauthorized vehicles were not allowed.

“Is that Niall’s house?” I asked when we started moving again. I didn’t know he was rich.

“Yeah, I think”.

“You think? I thought you guys were friends”.

Kyle rolled his eyes with a sigh. “He says he lives there with his whole family, like, extended family. You know, aunties, uncles, grandparents, cousins”.

“I know what extended family means” I stated.

Kyle just chuckled. “Besides, you’ve known him longer than I. I’m honestly surprised you didn’t know where he lived”.

I rolled my eyes then, and looked out the window. Just because I knew the guy doesn’t mean I knew every single detail about his life. Hell, I was only familiar with him because of our fist to face contact.

“So how are you doing?” he asked and I turned away from the window to look at him.

“Huh?”

“With your mom, I mean. How are you dealing with that?”

I shrugged. “I’m not really sure” I answered, because I honestly didn’t know how to answer that. Of course, I was angry because she was trying to break up our family. And I hated her, or wanted to, I guess but at the end of the day, she was still my mom.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m angry, yeah, but I don’t know how to deal with it. I guess I’m just trying to numb it out. At least until dad comes home” I answered.

“I’m sorry”.

“Don’t be. Besides, I think there’s something they’re not telling me. Maybe they’re getting a divorce? Who knows?” I stated, shrugging. It would tear me apart if my parents got a divorce. I didn’t want to come from a broken home. My life was pretty fucked up enough as it is, and to add a divorce to all that?

“Still, I don’t know how you’ll go through that. I’m here for you if you need me” he said and I nodded. “I still don’t even know how I dealt with my parents’ divorce”.

I choked on my spit at that moment. I coughed, twice and then turned to look at him. His eyes were wide as if he just realized this was the first time I was hearing of that. “Your parents are divorced?” I asked. That was so surprising. They were the happiest couple I had known all my life. My parents didn’t count because my dad was almost always never around, but Kyle’s parents? They were the definition of a nice suburban family. Two parents and a kid, living their lives and happy, with no care in the world. They even had a minivan.

“Oh my god, how did that happen?” I asked, still in shock.

“Just stuff...” he trailed, sighing. I could tell something was wrong with the way his jaw ticked and his hands tightened on the steering wheel. He looked almost guilty.

“You don’t blame yourself, do you?” I questioned. It was never a child’s fault if their parents grew apart, that much I knew. I couldn’t think of anything Kyle would have done to make such a thing happen. Then again, I realized that after two years, I didn’t really know him that well. I still trusted him though. I’ll always trust Kyle.

Kyle sighed. “There’s something I need to tell you”, he said.

“Okay” I said, encouraging him to go on.

“But not here, when we get home”.

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