Apologies once again for updating so late. My excuse is I've been really unwell recently and also my prelim exams started this week so I've been revising for the past month...or trying to anyway. ...
I couldn't believe what had just happened. My little sister and my best friend. I trusted Phil with my life and then he does... that to Cassie. Having to walk in while it happened made me feel physically sick. Obviously I would be angry no matter who Cassie was with, but Phil was supposed to be my best friend. My best friend who I specifically told not to go near Cassie.
But when I hit him, I knew that I shouldn't have done. Cassie looked at me with such disgust. I knew that even if I could accept her being with Phil, she would never forgive me for punching Phil.
My head was so fucked up right now. I needed somewhere that I could clear my head and think all this shit through. PJ's house. I knew he was home and would no doubt be able to offer up some advice. I stormed down the streets as the sky started to grow dark and I eventually found myself at PJ's house. I pounded on the door more furiously than was neccessary. PJ opened the door and frowned at me, obviously wondering why I had knocked so loudly.
"Dan?" He said, confused. "What are you doing here?"
"Me and Phil got in a fight" I waved my bleeding fist up to show PJ.
"Jesus Dan!" PJ stared at my hand.
I buried it back into my hoodie pocket, wincing slightly. PJ said nothing else but stood aside to let me through the door. We walked into the living room and sat on the sofa.
"So what happened?" PJ asked.
I sighed. "I caught Phil having sex with somebody on our couch." The anger in me started to build up again as I remembered walking into my own home to find that.
"Shit," PJ said. "And you punched him for that?" His voice sounded surprised.
"No" I snapped. "It was because... Because of who he was having sex with."
PJ paused for a moment. "Well who was it then?"
"It was Cassie." I glared down at the floor as I know longer felt bad for hitting Phil.
"Your sister?" PJ's eyes were wide, and he leaned forward slightly in shock.
"Yes" I said in a voice that could make a llama afraid of me.
"Woah," PJ stared at the floor, speechless. "Had they been seeing each other for a while?"
"Ever since Cassie arrived in London." The anger in me was growing and I stood up abruptly and started pacing the floor. "He's completely manipulating her. He's got her defending him now. She gets the blame while he does whatever he wants with her."
PJ fidgeted slightly as if he had something to say, but wasn't sure whether to say it or not. "Um Dan, that doesn't really sound like Phil. I mean, he's a good guy. I know Cassie's young and all and you might not want to believe it, but maybe he really likes her."
I glared at PJ, and he looked back down at the floor. He was right though. I had to consider whether or not Phil really did love Cassie as much as he says. But how could I possibly accept my best friend dating my sister after what I had seen? I had no idea what to do next.