So, here's the first chapter. Hope you enjoy it.
Ch. 1- Promised
JPOV
"You know, she's cheating on you, right?" I asked, incredulity obvious in my voice. "They both are." Wesley didn't answer; he was completely focussed on the task at hand: paying for his pills. Exasperated, I snapped my fingers in front of his nose. "Wes? You there?" "I know," was his short answer, before he began walking out. I rolled my eyes as I hurried to follow him.
Wesley Gibson: accountant, has serious anxiety-issues, self-proclaimed loser and incidentally, my best friend of four years.
"Why don't you do something about it?" I questioned, as I caught up to him. "Why should I?" He shot back. "It's not like I actually love her, or even care about her." I sighed. "If you don't care," I started patiently, though I was anything but, "Then, why are you still with her?" Since I knew what his answer would be. "I don't like change," he shrugged. Yep, I knew it. "Change is good!" I stressed, then threw my arms up in mock annoyance. "Honestly, how is someone as constant as you best friends with someone as spontaneous as me?" I laughed.
WPOV
"If you don't care, then why are you still with her?" Jewels asked, even though we both knew she had already predicted my answer. But, I said it anyway. "I don't like change." "Change is good," she snapped, then finally let out a sound that was somewhere between a laugh and a groan, as she raised her arms to the dark sky. "How is someone as constant as you best friends with someone as spontaneous as me?"
I could hear the joking undertone in her words, but still, my stomach dropped hearing them. "I don't know," I answered her rhetorical question truthfully. Immediately, her arms dropped, her face darkened and her eyes narrowed. "Because you're good," she said firmly. "And that's enough for me." We had a silent stare down, until Jewels lowered her gaze and shook her head sadly. "You'll never understand," she muttered, but she resumed walking and I followed. The rest of the walk was silent.
As we reached the crossing, Jewels hailed a cab. "Harry and I are going out tonight," she explained and I nodded. She and her boyfriend made it a point to go out once every week. Before she got in, she turned to look at me once, her red highlights blending in with her natural black hair. I waited for her to say something, but instead all she said was, "Goodnight, Wesley." "Goodnight, Jewels."
Walking home alone, I thought about Jewels and Harry. I'd met him once: long, curly hair, green eyes, dimples and impeccable manners. He was a good guy, but, somehow, I didn't find him good enough for Jewels. Then again, I doubted anyone would ever be good enough for Jewels. The girl was a one-in-a-million and I knew I would be lost without her. As I prepared to face my so-called 'girlfriend', who, as Jewels had first informed me, was sleeping with Barry, I prayed that the day never arrived when she decided that being 'good' as she put it, wasn't enough. That I wasn't enough for her.
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