Chapter 251
Andre leaned over the toilet, spilling the contents of his stomach into it.
He braced his hands on each side of the walls, coughing harshly.
"Shit, Andre. You're even worse than me when you're heartbroken," Cody rushed into the toilet and lifted Andre to his feet, slinging one of Andre's arms over his shoulder.
Andre's vision was blurred, he could hardly see where he was going. His head was a circus, loud and banging.
"Come on, man, lean over and wash your face," Cody led him over to the sink, directing Andre's hand under the running water.
The water touched Andre's hands, sobering him up for just a bit.
Instinctively, he leaned his face down and splashed water on his face, feeling the cold liquid cool his hot body.
He rinsed his mouth too, needing to get off the bile taste in his mouth.
"Pull yourself together Andre, it's been a week -"
"Don't force me," Andre pointed at Cody's face.
"My face is right here," Cody held Andre's hand that was pointing to the space beside his face, and brought it to his face.
"Good, don't force me. I didn't force you; I just stood by you, giving you every drink you ordered, I never tried to stop you," Andre staggered.
"Easy there, soldier. I got you," Cody held Andre's waist and led him out of the restroom.
"I didn't cheat on him, Cody. I promise. I don't even like ugly Tony - Oooff!" He grunted as Cody let him fall om the soft, leather sofa in one of the booths.
"Sorry, man, you were about pulling me down with you," Cody sighed and sat beside Andre.
"I said, I didn't cheat on him, Cody. I'm incapable of doing that. You know that, right?" Andre questioned, holding Cody's hand.
Cody sighed, "I believe you, Andre. Your situation is just similar to mine and Ida's. I misunderstood Ida over a minor situation, which led to our breakup... unfortunately." He smiled sadly.
Andre leaned his back on the sofa, "I didn't cheat on Cross. He's blocked me from calling and texting him, I don't know where he's gone... I miss him," he whispered, lying his head on Cody's shoulder.
Cody tapped Andre's shoulder, "You'll be fine, Andre. If I could survive the pain of losing Ida, you would be just fine." He consoled.
"It hurts," Andre muttered.
"He made me love him, he grew on me, now I'm lost without him." Andre covered his face with his hands, sobbing.
"But..." Cody paused, weighing his words.
"I'm curious, have you spoken to Tony? Maybe ask him what happened since you can't quite recall?" Cody asked.
Andre frowned, "I haven't seen ugly Tony since the day Cross left, he doesn't even reply to my texts." He murmured.
Cody furrowed his brows, something didn't seem right about the whole situation.
"I'll never love again," Andre sobbed.
"Fine, I'll get you another drink. I need to knock you off before you award yourself with a migraine," Cody said gently leaning Andre's back on the sofa.
"Stay here, and don't move, okay?" Cody asked Andre.
Andre nodded, looking helplessly at Cody.
Cody sighed and walked away toward the bar.
"Hey, man. What are you doing at the club? Looking for someone to fuck?" Thomas questioned as Cody stood beside him to speak to the bartender.
Cody finished ordering his drink before he turned to look at Thomas, "Hello, Thomas. Out to cause nightly chaos?" He asked.
Thomas smiled, "Nah. I'm just here to chill. How about you?" He questioned.
"Trying to get over Ida?" Thomas smirked.
"I'm over Ida, you dimwit. Do I look stuck to you?" Cody raised a questioning brow at him.
Thomas shrugged, "How would I know? I can't see your heart." He commented.
"Hi, Jasper, Thomas was just telling me how he'd missed hanging out with you," Cody suddenly turned to the approaching man.
Thomas furrowed his brows, "No, I -"
"You guys have fun. I'll be with Andre over there," Cody took his drink and walked off, successfully escaping Thomas's nosiness.
"Oh, shit. Jeremiah made me promise to stay away from Jasper..." Thomas murmured under his breath.
Jasper appeared beside Thomas, staring right at him.
"What are you looking at?" Thomas questioned, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.
Jasper raised his brow, "You wanted to speak to me?" He asked.
Thomas shook his head, sweat breaking loose from his forehead.
"Oh? That, yeah... Cody said so, how could I forget?" He chuckled.
Thomas needed to escape before he said what he wasn't supposed to say.
Jasper didn't speak, he just kept staring at Thomas's face.
"Oh, fuck this," Thomas muttered and stepped closer to Jasper.
"Now you listen, Jasper. I don't appreciate you ghosting my twin brother. I mean, I don't even know what got you attracted to him in the first place, but, you did anyway; so, you'd better find a way to stay attracted to him forever. I'm tired of seeing him look like a zombie each time he sees or thinks of you. Do you understand?" Thomas questioned, pointing at Jasper's face.
Jasper cocked a brow, "I'm done with your brother, Thomas. It's not my fault he can't deal with the consequences of his actions." He shrugged and turned away from him.
Thomas smirked, "Yeah, I can see how done you are, Mr. Meanie. Fine, I'll just go sit with my poor twin brother by the darker side of the club, keeping him company as he drinks away his sorrows," he scoffed and walked away.
Jasper glanced at Thomas, watching white he went. He sighed and sat on the stool, ordering his drink.
"Thank you," He said to the bartender as he took his drink.
At the darker side of the club, Thomas sat across from Jeremiah, staring at him.
"What are you looking at?" Jeremiah asked, frowning.
"Looking at a loser," Thomas shrugged his shoulders.
Jeremiah chuckled, "You think I'm sad?" He shook his head.
"Are you not?" Thomas asked.
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