Case of The Ex

Chapter 4 – THE THOUGHTS


Max's POV

The walk was silent, after we were out of the park; Bryan has yet to say anything to me. But then I couldn't blame him, Even I don't know what to make out of this situation we're in much less what to say to the other. I kept glancing at him every now and then trying to figure out what he was thinking, but like the first time I met him, his face was completely void of any emotions that may hint me to what he was feeling nor, thinking at the moment.

No matter what I do, looking around me, trying to take notice of my surroundings didn't help with my doubts. As we entered our flat, I quietly waited for him to close the door before getting a grip on myself and started asking him questions.

"Br-Bryan? Wh-who was that girl you were with?" I asked a bit shakily. Not sure whether from asking the question or the answer that he may give me.

He stopped whatever he was doing and just turned to stare at me. His face showed me more than what I wanted, but still I wanted to hear the words come out from his mouth.

"She's my girlfriend." He said quietly that I almost missed it as he lowered his gaze to the floor. "and I…lo-" I stood still as those words rang in my ears, to my head, my heart and throughout my whole body. I felt numb, that I couldn't get a grip on myself as my tears fell one after the other down my cheeks to the floor.

Before he could finish his sentence, I shook my head hard hoping to shake away those words. Covering my ears to prevent myself from hearing what I was dreading he would say.

"No. No. No no no NO!" I screamed as I tried to drown out his words. I looked up to see him stare at me. He looked worried, but that was probably just my imagination hoping for it. I shook my head a bit, not trusting myself to speak, that I settled to give him a smile that I know looks broken. I then ran to my room and slid down against the door after locking the door.

I stayed in that position, not moving until I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, pulling out I opted to answer it rather than letting go on vibrating.

"H-Hello?" I answered, trying to control my sobs as much as I can.

"Max! Where have you been?!" It was Tyson. "Are you alright buddy? Where are you?"

I couldn't help but smile a bit. Always count on Tyson to bombard with questions and worries.

"I'm fine. I'm actually at home."

"Would you like us to come over?"

"No…it's okay. I just…I just want to be left alone right now, please."

"Alright buddy, but if you need anything don't hesitate to call alright?"

"Yeah, thanks I won't." I then hang up the phone and then took off my shoes as I crawled into bed.

I curled up under the soft fluffy comforter as I let my mind ran without me.

I wonder how long has this been going on? Who knows about this, was anyone aware about this at all? How did this happen? Did this happened after or before we were together? Damnit! If he loved someone else, why didn't he just come clean in the first place and choose? Maybe if he did, it wouldn't have ended this way, and maybe I wouldn't have fallen for him more than I could possible do. He must really love her when he actually declared that he loves her. He didn't do that for me. I guess I was the fool in this game, but then again every game needs a fool. And every game needs to end.

I love him no doubt about it, but like they said 'If you love someone then let them go…' I know it's selfish of me not to want to, but how can I? He was my everything and without him, I have nothing. This game will end but I will not let him go until I know for sure he never felt anything for me. I just really hope he feels something for me.

I was twirling my cell as I contemplated more with the issue till I could not think no more and fell asleep.

Bryan's POV

I watched him give me that smile, a smile that shows a person's defeat before he ran into his room. After shaking myself mentally I ran after him. I tried to enter the room but stopped as I hear him sobbing on the other side of the door. I wanted to console him, pull him into my arms, but I couldn't. I slid down, my back against the door. I could hear him talk to someone and for a moment I felt angry thinking it might be Mystel. I couldn't figure out why I felt this way.

I care about them; they both mean something to me. I don't know why I said that? Why I answered it that way? Although it looks like I have to choose between them. But who will I choose? Boris gave us specific tests to see who fits the particular job better, is that what I should do with them? Give them a test and see who can prove themselves more.

With these thoughts in mind that I soon drifted to sleep.

~ To Be Continued…~