Page 48 of Addicted to You
“When?” I demanded. “When I was 3,000 miles away, and you didn’t have to tell me face to face?”
“No … I don’t know.”
I shook my head as a lump formed in my throat. “I can’t believe this. I moved here because of you and now you’re fucking around behind my back?”
“I didn’t plan it. I’m sorry. It just?—”
“And with Kenny? You told me the night I met him that I had nothingto worry about.”
“You didn’t.”
Silas snorted but didn’t say anything.
“Clearly, I did. I fucking knew something was off. I’ve known for a while but I thought it was just the stress of your job. I’m such an idiot.” I grabbed my keys to leave, but remembered I couldn’t because of Silas. “I need to get out of here, but I can’t leave you alone.”
“I’ll come with you,” he said.
“No, you two stay.” Britt grabbed the lunch she had packed. “I have to get to work, anyway.”
I thought she was going to say she was sorry, but clearly, she wasn’t. Instead, she grabbed her things and left without a goodbye.
Once the door closed behind her, I sank onto the couch and buried my head in my hands.
Silas sat next to me and patted me on the back. “I’m sorry, man.”
I snorted a humorless laugh and peeked up at him. “What do you have to be sorry about? You didn’t just admit to cheating on me and break my heart.”
“No, but it’s my fault you found out.”
Sitting up, I leaned back on the cushion. “I should be thanking you. I’m also surprised you did that.”
“Did what?”
“Outed your sister.”
He balked slightly. “I did, didn’t I?”
“Yeah,” I whispered. “Thanks.”
We were silent for a few minutes while I replayed everything in my head. It all made sense now. The way Britt had been pulling away. How she stopped letting me touch or kiss her. The fact we hadn’t had sex in weeks, maybe even months. And how she was never home. It was all becoming clear and it fucking hurt.
“Now what?” Silas asked.
We had almost two more weeks before we needed to be in LA for him to start touring again and we’d originally planned to stay in Boston, but I was absolutely not going to stick around knowing Britt was seeing someone else.
“I guess that’s up to you since I go where you go, but to be honest, I really don’t want to stay here,” I admitted.
“I don’t blame you.” He thought for a moment. “We can head back to LA tomorrow if you’re cool with that.”
“Are you sure? You wanted to stay in town to spend more time with your folks.”
He nodded. “It’s all good. I can’t make you stay here and see my sister every day.”
“Thanks.” I looked around the living room at a few books of mine and other belongings. “Guess I need to pack my shit up. I don’t even have a place to keep it all.”
“Well, Britt didn’t kick you out. And yeah, she did you wrong, but I don’t think she expected you to just disappear. She knows we’ll be on the road soon. Hell, she was counting down the days.” He chuckled.
“Ouch.” I sighed.
