Page 17 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
Going For Gold - Chapter 7
Sunday
Alina
"How'd it go?" asked Kristen as she scrolled through a list of movies on the TV. Her hair was wet and she had a towel wrapped around her, which reminded me that I was still sporting my snot covered jersey.
"It went okay," I said in as steady a voice as I could muster. It felt like my whole world had just crashed down around me. The fact that Chris said he felt like he had given up a lot for me was even worse than him giving into temptation with Gabriela. I thought he was happy. I thought I was enough for him.
"Please tell me you didn't let him off the hook."
"I think we're going to take a break." Usually I would have told her all about it and cried on her shoulder, but I decided it was better not to tell her about Chris kissing Gabriela. Kristen would never forgive him for it, and that would cause problems if Chris and I worked it out. I couldn't have my boyfriend and my best friend hating each other even more than they already did.Do I even want to work it out?
"A permanent break?"
"Maybe. I'm gonna go take a shower while you pick out a movie." I went into the bathroom and started the water just in time to mask the noise of me crying.
As the hot water poured over me, I tried to picture Chris as the dirt and sweat that was being washed away. It didn't work. The conversation and the pictures kept cycling through my head.Did he really just kiss her?It hadn't occurred to me during the conversation because I was so distracted when he admitted they kissed, but there could have been pictures on his phone of them going further than just kissing. And now I would never know.Will I ever be able to trust him again?
Stop thinking about him!
I couldn't stop though. He had been my boyfriend for two years. I had seen him nearly every day during that time. I couldn't just pretend like he never existed, because without him there was a big, gaping hole in my life.
Focus on volleyball.
I started running through the game in my head. Yes, most of my mistakes had been caused by Chris, but I had also made some errors in the first game before any of that had happened. I would have to watch the game film tomorrow to see exactly what I was doing wrong.
I took a deep breath. Volleyball was only a temporary patch for the hole in my life, but it was already making me feel a little better. And I was sure Kristen would pick a wonderful movie that would make all my problems disappear for the next two hours.
But she didn't.
She had put on black leggings, a black tank top, black sneakers, and pulled her hair back into a tight pony tail with a black headband. She had gone through my drawers and laid out a similar outfit on my bed.
I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Are we going to rob a bank instead of watching a movie?"
"You tell me. What's Operation Red Rip?"
"Uh, what? Did you do a line of coke while I was in the shower?"
She tossed me my iPhone. "Your alarm went off while you were in the shower. It said to get ready for Operation Red Rip and to wear all black."
Did Bryce give me the wrong phone?I swiped my finger across the screen and looked at the homepage. All the apps were the same. I checked the texts next. Lots of missed texts from Chris.Definitely my phone.
Then another alarm started playing. It was titled, "Operation Red Rip - Meet at the village square."
"Did Bryce add weird alarms to my phone?" I asked.
"It would appear so."
"You don't really expect me to go, do you?"
"No. I expectusto go," said Kristen. "Now hurry up and get ready! We're going to be late."
"But what about our movie?"
"We can watch our movie any time. But we can't go on a secret mission with your sexy new friend any time." Kristen got up and started stretching her quads.
"He's not my friend. He's just a guy who was nice enough to return my phone."
