My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 244

Sienna

Birthdays were supposed to be special. Mom and Dad had always made sure of that, and they still did. But my boyfriend and my best friend? Their actions consistently told me otherwise. To them, it was just another day.

Even now, as we left the party that had been thrown for my birthday, they behaved as if it was nothing out of the ordinary.

"I think we should go to Vortex tonight," Kelly suggested, her words slurred from

too much alcohol. She was clearly too drunk to be clubbing but still brimming with excitement. "It'll be so much fun!"

"Yeah," Ryatt agreed, his energy predictably matching hers. "She's right. We should go."

"Guys, we just finished celebrating my birthday, and it's already late," I interjected, exasperated. "You've both had too much to drink. I think we should call it a night and head home."

Kelly rolled her eyes at me. "Oh, come on, Sienna. Don't be such a bore. Live a little! It won't kill you."

"Yeah, Sia," Ryatt chimed in, giving me that look-the one that said please don't ruin the fun. "It's your birthday, after all! Let's keep the party going!"

Oh, so now my boyfriend remembered it was my birthday? How convenient.

A sigh slipped past my lips, and as always, I gave in. "Fine."

"Finally!" Kelly groaned, stumbling into my car. Since both of them were too drunk to drive, it fell to me—as usual. Sometimes, I felt more like their chauffeur than a friend.

And yet, as I navigated the streets toward Vortex-Kelly and Ryatt's favorite club -I couldn't stop the nagging thought creeping into my mind: Do they even care about me?

The club was alive with pulsing music, flashing lights, and a sea of sweaty bodies grinding against each other. Kelly immediately dragged Ryatt to the bar, their laughter ringing out as they ordered more drinks.

"Ryatt, let's do another round!" Kelly giggled, pulling him closer.

raised to stop him, but he didn't even glance

couldn't quite shake. But I forced myself to move away, leaning against

themselves in the night, while I stood there, unmoved and unimpressed. My social battery had long since hit zero, and the allure of the club had

begged, I wouldn't stay a second longer. But as I

the dance floor, my eyes darting over the

to the bathroom? I thought, though unease

toward the restroom. The door creaked as I

the sink, Ryatt standing between her legs. Their lips were locked in a heated kiss, his hands roaming her body while hers fumbled with

grip on the doorknob

as he spotted me. He quickly pulled away from Kelly, fumbling to zip his pants. Kelly

started, his

added, her words a pathetic

my heart racing wildly, and every inch me felt

Of

to ignore camerashing down part of me had always seen this coming, but I'd been too afraid to admit it-too terrified that acknowledging it would

I didn't know how

And it finally did.

and

replies. The missed dates. The stupid excuses. All those times you were 'too tired' or 'not in the mood."" My bitter laugh echoed in the

please—" Ryatt tried again, reaching

stepped back, my voice rising. "Don't.

that think about

thaty

it. You twe were definitely way too close to be just friends. Those times when this stupid bitch

excuses to avoid me at the same time. Fuck. It was

trembling breath left me.

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