THE WORST IDEA

GWENDOLY POV 

“I can't believe she did this to me!”

Bryn said it for the hundredth time, face buried against my chest while I ran my fingers through his curly hair and tried not to like how good it felt. 

He wasn't in the locker room when I got there, and judging from his personality, I knew he'd be at his home, drowning himself in alcohol. 

“But Bryn, a public proposal? How could you pull such a shit without at least hinting me on?”

Why pull such a stunt especially when it involved a psycho girlfriend. 

He let out a long, broken breath. “I'm sorry, Gwen. I just wanted it to be a special surprise. 

I rolled my eyes.

Yeah. It was special alright. Just not the way he planned.

“Eve broke my heart. She completely ripped it apart, Gwen” 

He wailed, and I bit back the urge to knock some sense into his head.

Here I'm, sacrificing my entire weekend for his depressed ass and he kept wailing that bitch name. 

 I wonder why he bothers crying when he would run back to her like a puppy at the sight of juicy bones.

This was their fourth breakup in two months which makes me wonder why he loved such a toxic person. 

“Argh. Come on, Bryn. It's just a rejected proposal and not the end of the world! Just find another fresh chick” 

I almost forgot about Sammie and his goons in the sitting room, piling up beer after beer. 

Bryn looked at him.“You don't understand, Sammie. Eve is the air that I breathe—”

“Enough Bryn! Sammie, get out.

I was sick and tired of listening to his whining. 

I should probably just leave his story ass and crash home already but my fragile heart won't be able to sleep peacefully knowing my best friend isn't. 

He smirked. “Oh, come on Gwendolyn. I was just trying to glue back loverboy's heart”

He didn't move an inch.

“Get. Out”

He held his hands up, grinning. “Alright, alright. Come on, guys. You heard Bryn's momma. Let's hit the road”

“What the fuck, Sammie!”

The rest of the guys followed him out, laughing. 

Finally the apartment went quiet.

“Relax, Bryn. It's probably just one of her tricks to get back at you”

I said.

He shook his head and slid lower on the couch, an almost empty beer can dangling from his fingers.

“Not this time. She sent me this a few hours ago, and I've been trying not to strangle someone ever since. 

He belched then pulled out a half wrecked phone and shoved it at me.

I stared at the blue and gold color digital version of a wedding card, wondering what he meant until i saw the names of the celebrant. 

It was Eve getting married to some Blackwood guy and the wedding was in three weeks.

I tried not to let my smile widen as a wave of joy spread through me.

Eve is getting married to someone else.

I wasn't surprised. That was how psychotic she was.

Finally, that bitch is gone.

I know I shouldn't be happy right now but that bitch had stolen my shine for four fucking years. 

It was finally my chance at Bryn's. 

“Bryn, i…”

Bryn spoke first. His voice came out rough. “She’s gone for good, Gwen. How the hell am I supposed to survive without her?”

I frowned. 

“You’ll be fine. There are other girls—”

He cut me off sharply. “I can’t.” He sat up, eyes dead serious. “Eve is my Eve. I’m her Adam.”

I blinked rapidly. Trying to understand what the shithead was saying. 

“Her what?”

“Every Eve needs her Adam. That’s me.” 

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This idiot just got publicly dumped and he was already planning how to get her back.

Argh! He needs a total brain surgery.

Then he said the next part was even quieter.

“I’m gonna kill the bastard who took her.”

I stopped, then turned to stare at him.

“Kill who?”

“The dickhead who stole Eve from me.”

I exhaled slowly. “No one’s killing anyone. There are a million girls who would actually want you. Just pick one.”

I said, while my mind was literally screaming ‘Can't you see me’.

He gave a short, humorless laugh. “Pick one? Like a can of beer? Don’t be such a nerd tonight, Gwen.”

A nerd? 

Is that all I was to him?

Not his blonde haired girl who looks sexy in anything. 

Why can't he see pass the girl who is a sport medic, and loves reading thrillers and watching documentaries?.

Hell, I was done trying to be a good girl.

Fine. If Bryn Walker wanted an Eve so badly, maybe it was time I stopped acting like the harmless best friend.