Chapter 8

The evening air was warm and humid and I swallowed nervously as I followed Bree closely, watching as she navigated us through a sea of people on the beach.
Finally, we neared a deck with a few people sitting on it and I relaxed a little. I hated walking in the middle of people. It made me extremely anxious.

A loud scream knocked me out of my thoughts and I looked around confusedly, trying to locate where it came from. I didn't have to wonder for long because the source, a girl with straight ginger hair, came charging towards us. I was scared at first, because why would a random person be running towards us?
But then, I came to realize she was friends with Bree.

"Briana motherfucking Miller" the girl said, just before she finally got to us and pulled Bree into a hug.

Bree laughed.
"In the flesh" she said and the girl laughed before pulling away.

"Oh my gosh, it's been years," she said, suddenly sounding like she was going to cry while I just stood awkwardly behind them, giving them space.

"I really missed you" Bree said and the girl nodded before pulling her into a hug again.

"Well, save some for me, would ya?" A masculine voice said, breaking their hug.
Brew and the girl laughed as the guy that spoke moved closer to them.

And oh mother of creations. He was built like a Greek god. My mouth fell apart for a split second before I closed it again. He was hot. I raked my eyes down his bare chest to where his beach shorts sat dangerously low on his waist. I zoned out, completely blocking out what they were saying as they exchanged pleasantries. Suddenly, I was very happy I came on this trip.

Bree's squeal forced me back to reality.

"Quit it Tyler! You're still the same, annoying as fuck" she said as she swatted his arm, causing all of them to laugh.

I cringed at the possibility that he could be her ex. Please don't be her ex.

Finally, Bree turned towards me. Aw, look who remembered me.

"Shit! Sorryyyy" she said before quickly walking to me and pulling me towards them.

"Guys, this is my friend and roommate, Andy" she said, pointing towards me, before she turned towards them.

"Andy, these are my childhood friends, Emily and Tyler" She said and I smiled.

"Nice to meet you" I said to both of them.

"Likewise" Emily said and it might all be in my head but she suddenly seemed shy.

"Well, Bree did not tell me she had such an attractive roommate" Tyler said and somehow I managed not to blush as I raised a brow at him.
Good going Andy. Let's play hard to get.

Bree swatted his arm again.
"Don't mind Tyler, Andy. He's always been a chronic flirt" she said and he rolled his eyes.

"I'm just stating the obvious" he said before shrugging and slightly turning around.

This time, I did blush but thankfully, no one paid enough attention to me.

"Come on, let's go to the deck. We have a shit load of beers" he said and Bree sighed.

"Thank God. I need some of that" she said as we made our way to the deck.

"Are you okay? Is it your father?" Emily asked her as she looped her arm in hers.

Bree sighed dramatically.
"Let's just not. I'd rather just drink my sorrows away" she said and Emily giggled.

Okay, Bun-bun. I rolled my eyes at her dramatic nature.

There were other people on the deck but I guess Emily and Tyler had already claimed a spot and it had a pretty good distance from others as well.
As soon as I sat down, I let out a harsh breath. Finally, I could actually relax. The main reason Bree dragged my ass here. I was really grateful she did. Now, I didn't have to think about Peter or Rosalie.

Shit. Now, all I would do is think about them. I should receive an award for being easily able to self sabotage at any giving time.

I sighed as Peter's lies filled my head. My heart started to ache and I clenched my fists. I needed a drink.

I turned to my side. Emily was sitting between me and Bree and Tyler was on Bree's other side, engaged in a conversation with her. I sighed before leaning slightly towards Emily.

"So, ummm, where are the drinks? I would really like one" I whispered, like it was meant to be a secret.

"Oh shit. Sorry. Tyler, the drinks!" She said, putting a halt to the conversation he was having.

"Shit! I'm sorry" he said before jumping to his feet and eventually dragging a cooler filled with drinks closer to us.

He grabbed four cans and handed them to us one by one, me being the last person and I paused when he gave it to me.

"Ummmm…" I trailed off, before inspecting what he gave the rest.
Of course. He gave them beers and handed me a soda? Okay, at that point, I was trying not to be offended.

"You gave me a soda?" I asked, hoping it was a mistake.

"Yeah" he said and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Quit being a dick, Ty" Emily warned.

"Geez, forgive me for assuming she doesn't drink" he said as he collected the soda from me and handed me his beer before getting another for himself.

"Why would you even assume that?" I asked and he shrugged.

"You just give off the goody two shoes vibe" he said and I rolled my eyes. Of course.

"Oh, I see" I said and he smacked his lips.

"I mean no harm. I apologize if that offends you" he said before sitting down again.

"Oh, it's no problem," I said as I opened the can of beer.

"Great!" he said and I hummed as the awkwardness in the atmosphere thickened.

"Dick" I said and Bree and Emily burst into laughter.

Tyler was embarrassed, it was coming off him in waves. I took a large gulp of the beer.

"Shit, you're on a streak Tyler. At this point, every girl you know thinks you're a dick" Emily said and Bree laughed.

"Yeah, well, except, Marissa Dunley. How's she by the way?" Bree asked and Tyler chuckled.

"Well, Marissa is… well, Marissa" he said and I blinked in confusion.

"That makes no sense" Bree said and I chuckled before drinking more of my drink.

"Are they still fucking?" Bree asked, this time directing the question at Emily.

Emily nodded.
"They are," she said and Bree hummed.

"That explains it. You always lose brain cells, the more you stay around her. Tall less, fucking her" she said and Tyler groaned. We all laughed.

"You have it out for me at this point" he said and she shook her in response.

"It's okay. It's not just you. It goes that way for everyone. She's a walking dumb infection" Bree said and I widened my eyes.

"Bree!" I exclaimed as I tried not to laugh.

"Oh my gosh. Andy, it's true. She's seriously that bad" she said and Emily and even Tyler nodded in agreement.

"Wow" I said in realization. She had to be really bad if the person she's fucking also thinks that way.

"But then, Tyler, why are you still fucking her?" I asked.

"Beats me," Emily answered first.

Tyler rolled his eyes at her before answering me.
"Well, because she's hot. And well, dumb. See, I keep telling her I don't love her but she doesn't care and she's convinced I do love her. But I don't. It's like she never listens. Plus, she's always horny, so why not?" He said and I blinked at the answer he gave me. So, that was his justification?

"Soooo, you're just using her?" I asked and he shrugged.

"It's not 'using her' if she wants it and trust me," he paused to laugh before he continued "she definitely does. It's a wonder she hasn't found me tonight. She's always looking for me" he said and I rolled my eyes. Men.

Emily leaned in and whispered.
"Once you realize he's a dick, he looks less hot, doesn't he?" She asked and I glanced back at him. She was absolutely right. The attraction I felt when I first saw him had lessened significantly.

"Shit, you're right" I said and we both giggled.

"Asides from being dumb, Marissa is a major bitch too." Bree said, drawing us back to the conversation.

"Oh yes, she is," Emily said as she made a face of disgust.

"My goodness Bree, she has gotten worse since you last came home" she added and Bree gaped in surprise.

"It's literally impossible for Marissa to be a bigger bitch than she was. There's no bigger after her level of bitchiness." She said and Emily chuckled.

"Trust me, she unlocked several new levels" Emily said and Bree gasped.

"Shit! Tell me everything" she said and Emily giggled before sitting up.

"Okay. Get this. She claimed the name 'Bitch on the Beach'. She literally announced it" Emily said and even I gaped.

"What the fuck?!" Bree exclaimed, before we burst into laughter.

"I'm serious and that is just the tip of the iceberg. She has been going around-" Emily started to talk but paused when a certain person basically screamed Tyler's name as she headed our way.

If I had to guess, I would say the devil in question just walked in.

"Speaking of the motherfucking devil" Bree muttered under her breath and we all barely managed to control our laughter.

I smiled in amusement as she finally reached us.
Here we go.