"If you need anything else, let me know." I offered, opening the door to my parents room.

My parents room only had a bed sitting at one corner of the room and a small cupboard at the other end.

Sure, the place was small compared to a mansion but my room was smaller and more cramped up. But I didn't really mind.

I liked my room. It was sort of tiny but it was comfy and I liked small spaces to myself.

"I'll be fine." I snapped my head to notice him strip off his shirt, causing a blush to creep up on my cheeks.

"Don't just do that." I turned away, my movements stiffening when he took a step forward.

"Hmm?" his tone was laced with fake amusement and I took a step back, the sound of his heavy footsteps approaching making my heart pound loudly against my chest.

"As far as I am concerned, I was changing in my room." he stood right in front of me and I stumbled back when he leaned closer, my eyes roaming anywhere but his face now.

My breath hitched once more when my back brushed against the door and I tried my best to hold my composure but it was hard to with Omkara leaning his face closer to mine now.

"Ye-yes but what I was saying was that-" I stopped when his arms extended to grab the doorknob, his fingertips slightly brushing against my waist before I met his intense gaze again.

"Leave. I have to change." He opened the door and I stumbled back outside. I watched him swiftly close the door as I stood there in shock before letting out a sigh in relief.

I was in so much trouble.

How am I supposed to act normal with him around anyways?

I can't.

I just couldn't.

But I have to try, right?

xxx

A few days passed and Omkara and I never had the chance to exchange a single sentence properly.

Mostly because he wouldn't let me talk to him.

Somehow, he always manage to brush me off, no matter what I throw at him, and he would always go out after leaving me with one of the Oberoi brothers.

The cold silent treatment really bothered me. I understand that he is upset but did he really have to ignore me to this extent?

The sound of my phone ringing made my senses pull back to reality and I picked up instantly.

"Hey, you wanna hang out at my place? Ranveer and I plan to watch a movie or something." Bhavya's tone was getting more cheerful than usual and I mentally let out a sigh, not exactly thrilled with the idea but then again, this was better than staying here and seeing Omkara ignore me over and over again.

"I'll be there soon." I hung up, closing my eyes briefly for a few seconds.

I was starting to have a slight headache now and for some reason, my body felt sore.

Maybe I have been over stressing about Omkara lately and it's making me go crazy.

With a soft groan, I got out of bed and grabbed my bag, not even bothering to change into a more decent outfit.

A random short and tank top will have to do for the night. I walked downstairs and stopped to look at Omkara , who just walked into the house. It was almost 11pm but then again, this wasn't new.

He'd always come home late.

"Where're you going?"

"Just out." I mumbled and froze when he suddenly appeared in front of me, making me gasp in shock.

I watched his eyes roam down my body shamelessly before he took a step forward, slowly lifting an eyebrow but his eyes held no emotion and I could feel myself heating up.

God, why did he have to stare at me like this.

"Sure." he said dryly before walking past me and I exhaled deeply before heading out.

xxxxxx

"How long do you plan to let him stay?"

"Bhavya is right. He's bad news." Ranveer chimed in and I ignore them, continuing to watch the movie.

"Gauri , I know you are avoiding the topic-"

"Yes, I am. I don't like talking about it." I stated carefully.

My friends only brought me here to ask questions about Omkara . And I didn't like it.

"You can kick him out. It's not like you let him stay or wanted him to live with you in the first place-" Ranveer stopped to narrow his eyes at me and I slightly flinched before looking at Bhavya .

"Your eyes wavered. Don't tell me-"

"Listen, you guys, I actually don't feel well tonight. Can I go home early?" I stood up and noticed Bhavya frown at my obvious lie.

Partly a lie, because I really was not feeling well but that's not the reason why I actually wanted to go home.

"Will you be okay? It's already late. I'll drop you off." Ranveer got up and I shook my head but he wasn't exactly the type to listen either.

He gave me the firm look and I sighed in defeat before hugging Bhavya , quickly walking out. I stepped in Ranveer's car and he drove me off to my place.

The ride was quiet, mostly because I was tired and Ranveer was still upset about me letting Omkara stay over at my place.

I understand where he's coming from but I it was my choice to let him stay. And it would be rude to kick him out now, especially when he's done nothing wrong.

After we arrived at my place, Ranveer started walking me up to my porch and I looked up, my eyes instantly freezing on Omkara , who was now leaning against the wall, right next to the door, his hands firmly folded across his chest, revealing all his tensed muscles.

His blue eyes briefly met mine before they returned to Ranveer's and I could have sworn I saw the corner of his lip twitch slightly before he raised a brow at us.

"I'll be going then." Ranveer quickly waved me off and I watched him scurry away before I could even say anything.

Biting my bottom lip slightly, I turned to find Omkara still staring at me, his eyes slightly narrowing but they still held no emotion, whatsoever.

"Um, why are you out here?"

"I had to take care of something with Raj."

"Oh okay. Let's go inside for now." I felt disappointed but didn't let it show.

"Don't stay out too late. It's not safe." I stopped to look at him.

His eyes wavered and I slowly nodded, not exactly in the mood to try kicking up another conversation that was eventually going to fail again.

He had no intention of having me around and for now, I just want to stop stressing about it.

Plus, with my headache now acting up, I had no plans to make it worse with an argument with Omkara .

I stumbled upstairs and felt Omkara's piercing gaze on my back, causing a shiver down my spine.

"Are you okay?" I stopped when I heard his familiar cold, emotionless voice.

For a few seconds, I just stood there, surprised that he would even bother to ask me how I was, but then my eyelids drooped and I remembered how things weren't the same between us anymore.

"Yeah." I replied shortly, not turning around and walked back upstairs into my room.

As soon as I stepped inside the room, I took a long shower and changed into my plain black short and casual shirt, loosening my hair before I settled in bed.

I closed my eyes and sighed, my mind finally coming to an ease. Don't think Gauri , just sleep.

xxx

"Kill yourself, Gauri ." Ishana's voice echoed through my mind, a sadistic smirk curling across her lips as she stared down at my body.

Wait...my body?!

I shot up from the bed, my eyes squinting a little before I let out a painful groan, the side of my head still hurting.

"Just a dream..." I mumbled, replaying the words in my head.

Her words. Guess I really was going crazy. How badly did I want to make her a bad person anyways?

To think that I would dream about her doing something like that. I really was getting desperate.

Feeling more upset with myself, I got up from the bed and went to grab a glass of water.

Kill yourself, Gauri .

Her voice rattled through my brain again and I closed my eyes shut, almost slamming the glass of water on the table.

Why? Why do I keep replaying that sentence in my head? It was just a dream...right?

So why, why does it seem so real...? Like it really happened before-

I snapped out of my thoughts when I noticed Omkara stepping into the kitchen, shirtless, and only wearing his usual sleeping joggers.

I tore our gaze and gave him space to open the fridge. He grabbed a blood bag from the freezer and I slightly flinched as I watched him drink it, awfully calmly at that.

None of us said anything and for once, I didn't have the energy to start up a topic either.

My head started to spin a little and I gasped when I stumbled forward, only to have my face bump into something hard.

I looked up at Omkara , who was now wrapping an arm around my waist loosely, the other still holding his "drink".

"Ah, sorry." I sat up straight and Omkara didn't say anything, instead, he fixated his gaze on mine, his warm sea blue eyes piercing into my soul and holding them in place.

Not being able to take the intense atmosphere, I quickly walked back up to my room and settled back in bed, burying the bedsheet up to my chin.

Kill yourself, Gauri .

I tightened my eyes shut and shook those thoughts away.

Why the hell does that keep coming up?!

It was just a dream.

A bad dream, and I need to stop obsessing over it right now.

My eyes snapped towards the door that slowly opened to reveal Omkara , and my heart skipped a beat when I saw the glass or red liquid he was now holding in his hand.

I knew exactly where this was going.

"No, thank you." I rejected politely before he could even offer it.

Omkara simply stood in front of my bed and I cuddled back inside the sheet a bit, my eyes landing on his legs as he hovered over my figure in front of the bed.

"Gauri Drink, you're sick."

"I'm fine." I insisted and bit my bottom lip when the the bed sunk in as he sat down.

I edged further away and looked up to meet his eyes, a slight hint of worry flashing inside of them before they disappeared.

"It'll make you feel better. There is no point in getting sick like this when you can get better." He was right. But I wasn't having it tonight.

The awful nightmare and the growing sick feeling in my stomach caused because of it was not helping me at all right now. And a glass of blood was certainly not going to do the trick either.

"No, thank you. I'll sleep and-" I stopped when I heard Ishana's voice ring through my brain yet again.

Something was not right. Why do I keep hearing her words over and over again? The way she was staring down at me in the dream...it seemed so real.

"You're sick, Gauri . Just try to-"

"I said that I am fine Omkara !" I almost brushed the glass of blood away from his hand as he handed it to me but Omkara easily shifted them away from my grasp.

I got up from the bed, my whole body and mind now aching painfully as I started to go grab some medicine.

A figure stepped in front of me before I could even take a step forward and I looked up at Omkara helplessly, not wanting to talk to him at all last now.

"Just leave me alone tonight, Omkara . I don't need your blood everytime I get hurt. I have to get used to the normal healing and normal medicine.
What am I supposed to do when you're not around then? Are you going to-"

"Drink." He cut me off, calmly slipping his hands into his joggers and I watched him nod at the glass, that was now placed on the small table right next to my bed.

"No." I started to move past him but Omkara followed my movements and blocked my way, my nose almost touching his chest now.

"Omkara , can you just-"

"Drink or I'll make you drink it, I'm not kidding around anymore." his voice turned dangerously low and I didn't even bother to give in this time.

"Niether am I."

"Gauri , your fever is acting up. Your headache is only going to get worse and..." his voice faded away at the point and I heard Ishana's voice again, repeating those three words in my head all over again.

Kill yourself, Gauri .

"Move." I warned Omkara , my whole body boiling in anger at the thought of Ishana .

Omkara's emotionless look only made me more furious and with a huff, I pushed his chest, but he wouldn't even budge an inch.

"Drink and I'll leave. I promise." he assured and I gave him a long hard stare before bolting towards the table, grabbing the glass of red liquid and gulping it down.

Halfway, I gagged, spitting out some of the blood on the ground, my body already drooping down onto the floor.

I shivered when I felt a hand rub my back and I looked up to find Omkara starting at me, his blue eyes mixing up in emotions.

I inhaled deeply and froze when his fingers brushed against the corner of my lips before he slowly pulled away, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body.

He was only wiping the blood, please don't freak out, Gauri  .

"I'll get you some water." He stood up and disappeared, leaving my heart to pound against my chest heavily.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds but they flew open the second I heard someone walk back inside the room.

I stood up and turned around, ready to tell Omkara not to worry but stiffened my eyes met the figure ahead of me.

It felt like my whole body stopped responding, my blood freezing so cold until my fingers started to tremble and my breathing's became ragged.

No-no way.

Upon seeing my petrified state, Veer's deep brown eyes instantly danced in satisfaction and amusement and I just stood in my position, my mouth gaping open with no words coming out.

No! It's not real.

This was not real. He was not here right now. He can't be here right now.

"You don't seem all too excited to see me." He slipped his hands into his jacket, leaning his shoulders back a little and I faltered back on my now growing weak knees, the fear of getting taken away trapping my thought and movements.

"Veer...wh-what--help-" A hand seized my mouth from behind, the sudden rough impact making me feel suffocated as I struggled to loosen Veer's grip around my mouth.

"Shh, shh, you've played this game enough and lost, sweetheart, stop fighting." He cooed in my ears lowly and I started to panic when his arm wrapped around my waist from behind.

No, not again! Anything but this-

"Let go!" I muffled out, biting a piece of his skin but that didn't seem to do anything to him.

"If you behave, no one's gonna get hurt, sweetheart, I promise." I felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled darkly, clearly finding my struggles to break free a joke.

"She is the same as ever." I snapped my head towards the familiar voice and my eyes widened, horrified at the person who was now standing near my door.

"Oh, don't give me that look, darling." Ishana rolled her eyes and I just stared at her in disbelief, my whole mind growing blank with each passing moment, before realization seeped inside.

How could she...it was her. It was her the entire time!

Before I knew it, I was kicking and jumping, hurling my legs everywhere in desperate attempts to get out of Veer's grip, my eyes sending daggers at Ishana the whole time.

She continued to watch me from a distance, a hint of amusement and pleasure shining inside of them. I stopped struggling due to the lack of air I was inhaling, thanks to Veer, who still managed to keep his hands around my mouth the entire time.

"Make it quick. I'll distract him for now." Ishana cocked an eyebrow at me and it boiled anger inside of me. This bitch, if I ever get my hands on her, I swear to god-

"Take him out on a drive." Veer chuckled again and I watched Ishana nod with a smirk before walking away, the corner of her eyes sparing me one glance of satisfaction before leaving.

My whole body was now trembling, and I couldn't tell whether it was from fear or anger anymore. It was her. I really wasn't going crazy.

With a growl, I elbowed Veer on the stomach and watched him take a step back before he fell on the bed, along with my own back on top of his chest.

My movements froze when I heard the car engine start and I gulped harshly, tears now running down my eyes.

Why did Omkara leave? Did he really leave?

With a cry, I snapped my head away from his grip and started screaming for help but Veer only laughed me off, pushing my body to a side.

My eyes landed on his hands as he swiftly took out a duct tape from his pocket and before I could even protest, he roughly pasted a piece of it around my mouth before going for my legs and wrists.

The whole time, I fought back, my already aching arms and legs begging to stop and give up but I couldn't just let him get away with this again.

By the time he was done taping my wrists and legs, I was a mess, uncontrollable tears and ugly sobs making me feel so helpless and weak.

I was now pressing myself against the headboard, bringing my knees closer to my chest and my hands as far away from veer as possible.

I watched him brush his shoulders and huff in frustration one more time before sitting down on the bed, my eyes finally meeting his now slightly exhausted face.

"You're so fucking frustration to deal with, you know." His lips finally broke into a wry smile and I just glared at him, fighting back the urge to wipe my tears.

"Oh, don't look at me like that." He took out his phone and started going through it before making a call. God, how I just wanted to punch the shit out of him.

"Yeah, I got her. If I take her now, he'll know." Veer spoke on the line and I glared at him the entire time, praying it would somehow make him feel uncomfortable to the very least but sadly, that was never the case when it comes to this asshole.

"I'll just compel her and make it happen then." he said in an awfully calm voice and I stiffened before my mind started filling with the worse case scenarios that could happen if he was able to get away with this again.

He finally hung up and I backed away when he edged closer, his eyes now scanning around my neck carefully, a small smirk making its way around his lips.

"Nice necklace. Mind taking it off for me?" he mostly demanded and I hurled my hands towards him but he easily caught it before grabbing my necklace.

I muffled a scream under the tape when he ripped off it off and shook my head before sitting on my heels, watching him slip the necklace inside his pockets.

"Give that back!" I wanted to scream in his face but it was useless.

"Oh come on, it's not that important." Veer smacked his lips and I fought back the urge to punch him in the face again.

It is important you assHole.

I decided to remain silent and turned away, my mind coming up with multiple plans to escape but I don't think any of them were going to work with my hands and legs tied down like this.

"Since Omkara gone, I am going to remove this okay, I'm sure that you're dying to ask me some questions right about now." he grinned wickedly before carefully removing the duct tape, only to be spat on the face.

I bit the insides of my cheeks and watched his eyes tighten in disgust, his face already screwed up in anger and annoyance.

The next thing I knew, my head snapped to the right, followed by a burning sensation tingling all over my cheeks.

My eyes were now widened in shock and I didn't dare to face him, afraid that I might get slapped again.

"Ah, fucking pisses me off." I heard him seethe and a soft whimper escaped through my lips.

"Don't cry. Just shut up and stay put for once until I get what I want." His words angered me and I let the tears fall, my whole body disgusted with myself for being so weak.

"Just stay away from me..." I croaked out when he moved closer, sighing in annoyance before reaching out to brush my tears.

"Tell me where Omkara is hiding it." he ignored my statement and I looked at him in a somewhat confused yet angry expression.

I opened my mouth, only to shut it back and turn away but Veer only started to get impatient.

"Gauri , tell me while I am being nice,-"

"Tell you what?!"

"Where he hid my goddamn dagger," his hands were already gripping my cheeks forcefully.

"Now if I were you, I'd stop being such a bitch and spill what I know." his tone grew more impatient with each second and I jerked my face away from his grip.

"I don't know anything... I only saw Omkara recently, how the hell am I supposed to know where you left your boy toys." I grumbled the last part under my breath.

His chuckle in amusement only ticked me off even more and I held my breathe, trying to calm myself down.

"Oh come on," he dragged the words, settling next to me and I shivered when one of his hand pressed itself against the bed before he closed in a little.

"Don't be so upset, sweetheart." his breath hit against the side of my cheeks but I kept my emotionless mask on, staring ahead into practically nothing.

"Still mad about the situation? How can I make it up for you?"

"You can start by keeping your distance. Your presence is revolting." I hissed, turning to stare dead into his cold blue eyes.

Eyes that mesmerized me at first sight, but now they seemed nothing more than a trap to lure me in to his little game.

Which sadly worked.

"Tsk, why do you have to act-" Veer's phone started ringing and I mentally sighed in relief, glad that I didn't have to fully engage into a conversation with this psychopath.

"Hmm? And what do you want me to do? We're going with my plan, Ishana. You do as I say, or you get out. But we both know where that's gonna leave you at," Veer spoke roughly and I listened, trying to keep my emotions intact and actually use any information he spills for my own plans to escape.

"I'll bring her over. She'll come back to us tomorrow, so relax. You'll have him soon, sweetheart, I give you my word. Till then, quit your whining and be patient, because if I have to take another one of your fucking calls where you forget your place and order me around, then we'll have a real problem, love, am I clear?" I watched a glint of anger flash across his eyes before they softened and he hung up the phone with a smile.

"Guess it's your lucky night, sweetheart. You get to see your lover boy all drunk and cute." His words confused me but I didn't have time to ask any questions, because the next thing I knew, I was thrown over his shoulder before he carried me out, my whole body struggling to break free the whole way out.

xxx

"I am not doing this. You can't compel me and let me go again. You can't just do what you want and expect me to play along, Veer! Who the fuck do you think you are?!" I screamed in the front seat as Veer parked the car near Vanity, the most famous night club in the city.

I opened the door with my now untied hands and slammed the door shut before shooting him one last glare.

"Got no choice, sweetheart, you gotta learn to deal with this, with me." he slipped the keys inside his jacket before striding off into the club and my feet dragged itself inside as well.

Who knew compulsion would be this aggravating to deal with?!

A bunch of drunk people were now dancing, laughing, choking and making out, you name it.

It was wild and a mess in here and I honestly don't understand how people could enjoy places like this. It was disgusting, noisy and anything but fun.

Veer dragged me through the crowd and my eyes widened when I saw Ishana near the bar, having a casual drink with Omkara .

Ishana looked fine. Omkara on the other hand, was definitely drunk.

I could tell even from this distance.

The way his head kept swaying a little before he gulped down another shot.

"He's all yours for the night babe," Ishana smirked as I approached them and I sent her one hateful glare before shaking my head in disbelief.

"This isn't over, Ishana . You won't be able to get away with this-"

"Oh, save it for your funeral." she hissed back and I was about to say something when Veer cleared his throat before motioning Ishana to get going.

"Remember, you're returning back to me by morning. You remember your little speech?" he raised a brow and I didn't say anything but looked away.

"We'll be off then." He waved me off and I flinched when I noticed Omkara finally turn around, just as they disappeared.

His eyes met mine briefly and I quietly sat down on the stool next to him, growing silent.

"Hey." was all I could muster up to say.

"I don't enjoy company from just anyone, so fuck off."

"You didn't even realize Veer was here, how drunk are you?"

"Who are you and what the fuck do you think you're doing taking this seat?" he was about to take another sip when I grabbed his glass away but he swiftly snatched them back again.

"Just a friend trying to help out." I exhaled deeply.

"A friend?" he scoffed once, bringing the wine glass closer to his lips for a moment before stopping.

"I thought I had a friend once too."

My eyes froze on the side of his jawline as he kept staring ahead, his eyebrows furrowing together, as if he's deep in thought.

All of a sudden, his lips cracked into a smile before he threw his head and started laughing.

That famous laugh of his that drove me nuts.

It was light and cheerful, yet so contagious and pleasing to hear.

Although it wasn't often, I missed seeing him laugh like this.

"She was a different type of friend," he narrowed his eyes a little and my heart skipped a beat.

"How did you meet her?" I had to make conversation to keep this going.

"At a party." he stated bluntly and my breath hitched at his words.

"When I first saw her at the party, standing there, all nervous and scared, it intruiged me. She wasn't like the rest of the girls waiting there. She wasn't happy or excited. She looked scared. She was scared. And it bothered me," he took a small sip again and I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"How come?"

"Because I knew she didn't want this. She didn't want me. The way she acted made me feel like the heartless monster I really was. Seeing her made me snap back to reality. My reality. Humans praised my kind but it was for their own selfish reasons. They wanted money and power. But deep down, they hated my kind. They hated me. And seeing her became a constant reminder that I really was a monster. That I was hated." He sighed into his glass and I kept listening, my eyes welling up now.

"Anything else you want, sir?" the bartender asked politely and I quickly shook my head in his place.

"He's already wasted. Thanks to that Ishana and her vervain bullshit. She must have mixed it in his shots." I muttered under my breath.

Oh, I will never forgive her for this.

For any of this.

"So I started hating her. Instead of making her see me differently, I wanted her to hate me even more. I hated seeing her. But after being around her for some time, it started becoming hard," I tried to shut out the music and focused more on his voice.

"It became harder to hate her. She was too innocent. Too sweet. Too nice for her own good. As time passed, hurting her started hurting me more. I would hurt her, abuse my power against her, yet she'd always have this hope. A little hope that I would spare her life, that I wouldn't force her to do anything she didn't like. She claims to hate my kind, yet she was unconsciously always seeing the best in me. When she begged me to help her parents and not feed on her, she knew. A part of her always believed that I wouldn't go that far. And I couldn't. At that point, I guess, I wanted to grasp on to the little expectation she had of me and hold onto it. Use it to see me differently. I wanted her to like me. Fall in love with me," he kept going and I wiped my tears, turning away a little, glancing up every now and then to keep my tears in.

"Being around her made me feel different. She was so effortlessly beautiful. Kind, sweet, stubborn, annoying as hell but nevertheless, perfect in her own way. Having her around made me see all my flaws and actually want to change them for the better. Just so she could stop to look at me and say, maybe I was wrong. Maybe he's not all there is to her. I wanted her to see me. I wanted to have her so badly, it drove me insane," at this point, my mouth was slightly open, my heart pounding loudly against my chest and just as he chuckled, a pang of guilt pierced through my heart again. "Funny thing is, I fell in love with her before she could even bat an eye at me. But in time, I guess she opened up to me a little too. And that made me feel happy. For the first time...in a long time, I was happy. I thought to myself, ah, if such a person like her could like someone like me, there really was hope in this world, even for someone like me,"

Omkara ruffled up his hair and leaned back in the chair.

"At that point, I think everything about her got me craving for more. Her smile, her eyes, her touch, her kisses, everything...everything about her became so addictive. I couldn't stand anyone looking at her the same way I did. For some reason, she makes everyone around her soften up just for her. She was unreal. Different. Making everyone around her fall in love with her without even trying. But at the end of the day, she left me too." my heart dropped at his sudden words. "I guess she hated me too."

"That's not true-"

"No ,She did hate me." he finally turned to meet my eyes and I noticed a void of emotions flow inside of them.

Did he realize it was me?

"She did hate me. You should have seen the way she looked at me. She left me--how come you aren't asking me anything?" he raised a brow at me, his eyelids drooping with slightly narrowed eyes and I gulped softly, averting my gaze.

"I just wanna listen. Friends listen first," I tried to come up with a lie and if he wasn't so drunk right now, he would have probably snapped back to reality with my obvious lie.

"So when she left, how did you feel?" I finally asked and he turned to look ahead again, taking the glass, barely holding onto the glass now.

"I couldn't breathe. Without her, it got so lonely. It really broke me. She broke me , she broke me into pieces till there is no way to fix it." I wiped another tear and held in a soft sob, the lump in my throat only tightening.

"Omkara , she didn't hate you." I finally managed to choke out.

"Haven't you been listening to a word I said?" his tone got slightly impatient, turning to face me.

"It doesn't matter. You'll never remember this anyways."

"Wha-what do you mean?"

"Oh I don't do friends. You're my friend for the night. But I can't have you remember this tomorrow, now can I?" he slurred and my eyes widened slightly before I shook my head.

"Don't-"

"Oh but I have to." he grabbed my face and my eyes instantly got caught up in his, drawing myself inside them in a moment of seconds.

"She didn't hate you Omkara ," I almost broke down but kept it in.

I watched his eyelids droop a little and watch me intently.

"She loved you too." I choked out and noticed his lips curl upwards slightly before he sighed to himself.

"Friends don't lie"

I gasped when his face fell on my shoulder and I quickly grabbed his shoulders for support.

"You're not a good friend."