Cruel Summer

e blew me off the last minute with a lame excuse. Add to that the pain Sasha was going thro

th a big bowl of chocolate ice cream for comfort. I wasn't expecting anyone so when my doorbell rang, I ignored it at f

n more clothes, hoping to dismiss whoever was disturbing my peace quickly. If it was my naughty neighbour's kid, I sure won't like it if he had to deal w

ys were so ou

s expecting. We talked at length in the morning about her relationship problems and I'd suggested she made the first move to rekindle the dying fire between her and Alex. She'd gotten off the phone more

n't go

like a lifeline, breaking into great sobs that made my heart ache. I released h

s. "I...uh. I need somewhere to stay till I get

wn and realized she had a bag in

no

h

rridor to my flat. I dumped her bag in my closet, watching her walk straight into the living room and throw herself down of the sofa. When she saw the ice cre

l if you count the job loss and frozen accou

ob?" her eyes widened.

s being a bitch cause I won't fuck

s really into your

ith a crown

, there's nothing special abou

?" I cocked my

g married." Tension and anger coated her features, but I could see the fragility under the surface, as if she was ready to crack. I scooted close so

She's his new intern whom he fucks after office hours. I can't believe it's all over

t been expecting Alex to treat her that way. And the awful part about hearing those words was that

ted him, having to hear my best friend sing his praises like he was some god. Before she met Alex, I'd been hoping that maybe one day I'd hav

t friend she needed. "Are you sure?" I asked. Maybe Alex was under the influence of so

as much

e was getting rid of a trash he no longer needed. I wouldn't want him back even th

I'm so

ing to start jumping and th

ch occasions as much as possible in a bid not to upset Sasha by getting into a row with her lover. Alex liked to talk about finance, politics, blockbuster movies and war books that sounded boring. I liked to talk about fitness, sports and romance no

ou, that's all. I won't mind going over there and beat him up for you." I was mostly joking. Much as I'd love to punch him in the face for

a smile. "I know you're right, but it...it hurts.

my embrace. A faint sob escaped her, and the dam burst. I held her close

ing

y mess. She finally disentangled herself. "Ugh, I look gross. Sorry I got snot all o

et beside my bed. Then I made a beeline for the kitchen to get some wine. We could drink all night and forget

ily. "I can't even have this anymore. It's melted an

the bottle in my hand. "But I'

, much better than the la

rank wine out of a bottle together. The first night I met her, we'd stayed up till five sloshing back wine and flirting like crazy, and I'd been

ed her the bottle, grimacing as the bur

led at her gagging expressi

re handing it back. "Want something to

ng the bottle back and forth until I became fuzzy from all the alcohol in my

forlornly. I hated seeing her like this, sad and downcast. She' always been a buzzy girl, full of life

ing a ring on it and all that jazz but it seemed important to him. I thought that he just wanted it to keep me with him, to show how much he truly loves and wouldn't want to lose me. Thank goodness I found out about his cheating arse before we got married otherwise I wouldn't have known my way around g

known how it feels to have trusted someone so much and then have your trust abused? With

"There's no reason

I could absorb all her pain through some sort of osmosis. "But I hate seeing

and company. I'm

a good distraction to keep

will do. Suites my

Coming r