Page 104 of Spiralling Skywards
“Yeah. That’s what I call it. My brother has been here the whole time . . .”
“Oh, you’ve been here the whole time?” Will turned to Luke and asked.
“You’ve been here the whole time and watched this, and yet you let me walk in here? Let me walk in here and see her with him?”
“What the fuck?” Luke looked at me with total confusion written all over his face. “They’ve talked. They’ve sorted shit out. Why would I stop you walking in here?”
“Well that’s great then.They’vesorted shit out, fantastic. Fucking great. Merry fucking Christmas.”
It was right then that I stopped feeling bad and started to get angry. I wasn’t sure that I had the right to be, but I was. I’d been honest with him from the moment he’d made his intentions clear. I hadn’t flirted with him. I hadn’t kissed him. I sure as shit hadn’t made any promises, other than to let him know if I met someone else. Well I’d tell him, I’d tell him right fucking now.
We’d gone to the cinema together a couple of times, which was something that we had always done. We’d gone for dinner and done some shopping. All things we’d enjoyed doing together my entire life.
I was already angry with the fact I’d fallen for Olivia’s bullshit, so I wasn’t about to take crap from him too.
“I love him, Will. I never lied to you. I told you all along that we were just friends. I love you, too. Just not in that way.”
Perhaps if there’d been no Liam, I might’ve felt differently about Will, but that wasn’t the case. I loved Liam. I’d said it aloud now. Admitted it not only to myself but to everyone else too.
“I asked you to let me know. If there was someone else, I asked you to tell me.”
“It’s only just happened. Right now. You’re walking in on it happening right now.”
I was so grateful to Liam for staying quiet. I’d worried when he took his coat off that he was looking for a fight.
“Is there anything I can say? If I tell you that I thinkI’min love with you, will it stop whatever ‘it’ is that I’ve just walked in on?”
I shook my head.
“No. I love him.”
“He’s got a wife. A pregnant fucking wife.”
“He’s in the process of divorcing his lying bitch of a wife, and the baby’s not his.”
Liam took my hand and squeezed it. Will threw his head back and laughed.
“Fuck me, Sarah Sunshine. Are you really that naïve? Are you really that much like your mother?”
Despite Liam jumping over the back of the sofa to reach him, Luke got to Will first and knocked him onto his arse with a single punch.
Merry fucking Christmas.
