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I didn’t notice that Magnus was going to hit Bradley until I heard the painful smack of skin on skin and saw my ex stumble over to the side holding the side of his face. Suddenly all want to see him get hurt dissolved and ran over to Magnus and grabbed onto his arm and I didn’t even know what I was saying but I knew I was muttering different versions of ‘stop’ in Latvian. Not like he could understand but I’m pretty sure he got that I didn’t want him to continue with hurting Bradley anymore. It wasn’t even for Bradley’s sake that I was doing it. It was for Magnus’ because I won’t be able to stomach him being carried out of here in handcuffs and having to speak to him in a dirty phone through Plexiglas. My heart would crack in so many places I wouldn’t be able to set foot in the prison knowing that it was my fault he was there in the first place. “Stop! Stop don’t hurt him. Please, just let him go,” I finally managed to say in English as I stood there clinging onto the arm Magnus had used to punch Bradley. If I let him go any further I’m sure it wouldn’t be just assault charges laid against him – I don’t doubt Magnus is capable of killing someone. Well, I don’t doubt anyone is capable because we all are I just don’t doubt that he would do it. If I can prevent that from happening then I want to because I can’t live properly unless he’s by my side because he means everything to me. No, I can’t live at all without him. Not like I’m going to die or anything but I can hardly call what I’d do after living – more like existing.
I’d never admit it to anyone but there was a point in time when even Xavier; the only relationship love of my life; told me that I wasn’t meant to be with him. When I’d inquired as to why he told me that I was so blindly in love with my best friend that not even I could see it. But I can assure you that if I was in love with Magnus I would know because you just know things like this. Unless you’re Viena in which case you’re so blind to yourself that you believe whatever you want and in most cases it’s so wrong even I feel bad for him. But I’m sure one day he’ll see. That isn’t the point. What I’m saying is there was a time when the person I was dating said that we shouldn’t be dating because I was supposed to be with my best friend. Obviously I changed his mind at some point or we wouldn’t have lasted as long as we did but it was there and for about a month after he said it I spent all my time actually thinking about it. In the end I knew that it would never work out between Magnus and I because of obvious reasons and of more subtle reasons if the obvious were not there. I can’t tell you them but just know that they are there and they remain. Like in [u]Happy Feet[/i]. “We remain.” Why did I let Aija watch that? Because it is true Emperor penguins sing to attract mates and I thought it was so damn cute it was unfair to not let them see it.
Moving on.
“Bradley, get out. Please. We can talk later when you aren’t going to be such dick to me and my friends.”
“Fine.” I let go of Magnus and sent him a warning glare before I followed Bradley out of the kitchen and to the front door. The sound of Niko laughing the loudest thing in my ears and I wondered what he and Neve were doing to get him to laugh so much. Didn’t matter. “Your friends are fucking insane. How do you deal with him?” he asked as he got on the shoes I didn’t notice he had taken off.
“He’s been in my life so long his insanity is part of his charm. I wouldn’t like him as much if he were bland.” I shrugged and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear as he stood up. “I’ll call you later. I’m still very much pissed off but I’ll listen to what you have to say,” I said calmly as I reached past him to open the door.
I felt Bradley run his hand through my hair. This was why I bothered staying with him as long as I did, because he is undeniably sweet when the time comes for it. “I’m sorry. I really am; I don’t know what I was thinking. Bye.”
“Bye.” I shut the door behind him when he left and sighed. The chances of me calling him were insanely high and the chances of it ending badly were off the charts. It would be the last time too; I can guarantee that. I ran my hands through my hair a few times before I went back into the kitchen, not really paying much attention to where Magnus was and picked up the plate of piragi I’d taken out for him. They felt colder than before and so I put them back into the oven before I portioned out some soup to put in the microwave. In the end they’d both be at an edible temperature and I’d be free of this whole travesty. Then, tomorrow I’d call Bradley, hear him out, refuse to have anything to do with him anymore and move on.
Life was that simple.