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.

reached out instinctively, my hand raised to stop him, but he didn't even glance

a feeling I couldn't quite shake. But I

laugh, dance, and lose themselves in the night, while I stood there, unmoved and unimpressed. My social battery had long

to leave. No matter how much Kelly and Ryatt begged, I wouldn't stay a second longer. But as I turned my gaze back to the bar, neither of them

stomach churned. I scanned the dance floor, my eyes darting over the crowded space. Still

to the bathroom? I thought, though

door creaked as I

the sink, Ryatt standing between her legs. Their lips were locked

grip on the doorknob faltered, and I stumbled

snapped Ryatt's head up, his eyes widening in panic as he spotted me. He quickly pulled away from Kelly, fumbling to zip his pants. Kelly slid off the counter, her face flushed-not from shame, but

started, his voice

it looks like!" Kelly added, her words a pathetic attempt to salvage the

toward Ryatt. My breathing trembled, my heart racing wildly, and every inch me felt like it was

Of

camerashing down part of me had always seen this coming, but I'd been too afraid to

I didn't know how

And it finally did.

part of me and crushed it. Ruined it.

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 room. "God, it's

tried

back, my voice rising.

Now that think

thaty

as a heavy breath clawed its way out of me always fucking knew it. You twe were definitely way too close to be just friends. Those times when this stupid bitch clung to you, and you

time. Fuck.

breath left me.

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