Addison
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Why <b>was </b><b>I </b>angry right now? I haven’t the slightest idea, but I was angry, and the more I stared at Zane and his date, the angrier I became. I didn’t realize he was with a date till a few minutes ago after returning into the house after getting a call from Marco telling me the celebratory dinner was about to start. Zane’s girlfriend had blonde hair, and she was ridiculously beautiful, fitting right in his arms <b>as </b>she told him something while he leaned down to listen, then he was rolling his eyes andughing along with her.
Who the fuck was she?
The fact that I was furious right now was making me mad at myself, cause it was supposed to be none of my business if he was here with a date or not, but for the life of me, I couldn’t stop my thoughts from wandering into ces it had no business being in, like if he and this woman were dating, or just ducking. Neither of those thoughts made me feel less angrier, and I hated myself even more when I began topare myself to his date.
I was seriously gonna develop hatred for blondes at this point.
“You alright, Addi?” Marco asked as he leaned into me right after we took our seats around the table. I forced a smile on as I nodded.
“Yeah.”
A giggle filtered towards us from across me and I watched Zane pull the seat out for his date, then he sat beside her and helped her tug her hair behind her ear. Something squeezed tightly in my chest, and I refused to dwell on that right now for my own sanity.
“Look at him, that’s definitely histest fuck toy.” Marco bit out beside me, then he leaned closer. “See how he already quickly moved on from you? This showed that you were never really memorable to him and that he also never cared. You should have listened to me and ended it with him sooner.”
I winced a little as hurt jabbed within my chest.
Ouch. That hurt.
Thankfully, Mrs Carter arrived and began to raise a toast to her husband who was absent from tonight’s dinner which is to celebrate their wedding anniversary. The fact that he isn’t present right now didn’t shock anyone, and Mrs Carter didn’t even seem sad as she threw her wine back after making a toast, As everyone around me did the same, I was about to drink mine as well when I made the mistake of ncing across the table, cause Zane was already staring at me, an intense look in his eyes which made a shiver course through my body.
I ended up choking on my drink, then Marco had to pat my back a little harder than required till my coughing fits stopped.
I caught sight of Zane still staring at me when I sneaked a nce up, and as I quickly averted my gaze<b>, </b>I just know that it <b>was </b>gonna be a really long dinner.
“You’re embarrassing me, Addison.” Marco bit out quietly beside me as as he took my te and cut my meat
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into small pieces, and my face med with anger. What did I even do wrong? It was hard to use these weird knives which I didn’t even know how to differentiate and up to six different knives wasid out by my te before the dinner started.
Was it ever that serious?
All Marco had done since the dinner wasin andin. I was slouching. I wasn’t using the right fork. I was doing this wrongly and wasn’t doing that the right way. It was making me downright angry, especially because he wasn’t quiet or subtle enough, so everyone must have noticed at this point.
If I had known this was how this dinner was my gonna turn out, I really wouldn’t have shown up.
“That cup is for the second wine we’d get served and not for the water, seriously, Addi, why do you suck at this to this extent?” Marco began this time when I felt the irritation within me build up, and I had to keep forcing my anger down in order not to embarrass myself further.
“Or maybe just let her enjoy her meal?” Zane spoke from across me and I stiffened, my eyes darting upwards to briefly lock with his.
Marco scowled at him. “How about you mind your business<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Zane scoffed andughed a little. “You’re making it hard for everyone to do that cause you keep nitpicking like a little baby. Not everyone is big on these kinda dinners, just let her eat, my gosh.”
Marco’s face reddened with anger and I sat up straighter and cleared my throat.
“It’s fine, Zane. Marco’s right, I really suck at this.”
Before either of them could say anything, Mrs Carter was speaking. “See? This is what happens when a woman is passed between brothers like a shameless slut.” She bit out sharply while ring at me and I flinched.
Silence stretched across the table till Zane pped his hand on the table and pointed a hand at Marco. “Fucking grow a spine and defend your woman, will you?
Marco scowled back at him. “Mother isn’t fully wrong, Addison shouldn’t have dated you, then this wouldn’t be happening right now.”
My mouth fell open as I stared at Marco, feeling extremely appalled. Before I could think twice<b>, </b>I grabbed my purse and stormed out of the house.
Marco was on my heels and he grabbed my hand but I pulled it out of his grip as I whirled around to shove him hard, still unable to get over what he just said in there, and how the entire dinner went.
“If this is how it’s gonna be between us, then I don’t think I wanna keep doing this,”
He nched. “What?” He demanded and I scoffed and walked away but he tugged me back again
“I meant what I said, Marco.” I got those words out through clenched teeth. Yes, I do love him, but that <b>doesn’t </b><b>mean </b>I’d let him just embarrass me the way he did tonight. “If it’s gonna be like between us. then let’s end this rtionship,”