Huds
Right. Working… out at the club.
With your fiancée.
“Fuck,” I hiss. How did he find out about that?
I call him but he ignores it again.
Me
Answer the phone so we can talk!
Huds
I don’t want to talk to you, Trey.
I actually think maybe we should take a break.
It’s obvious this is too much for you.
Me
Too much for me? I’m the one who told you I loved you!
Huds
And then you let every single one of Alex’s followers know how happy you are with your “sexy fiancée, Mandy.”
Chapter Thirty
Hudson
I haven’t called off of work in the five years I’ve worked there. Not once. I rarely get sick, and even when I am, it’s a simple cold that’s gone in a few days. I’ve managed with cold meds and worked through it. They cap us on sick time, otherwise I can’t imagine how many hours I’d have. Enough to take a year off, maybe. Regardless, my boss was shocked when I called off. He even asked if it was actually me he was talking to. Maybe normally I’d laugh, but I feel like shit and I don’t think anything is funny.
I’d already put in to take off Thursday and Friday, since Trey and I would be traveling to New York for the wedding on Saturday. I’ve already changed my ticket—after consideringcanceling because I don’t want to see him or Alex, if I’m honest. Alex doesn’t know any better, but sometimes he really needs to keep his mouth shut and mind his own business.
Not that it makes the situation any better, but if I hadn’t seen his Instagram post announcing Trey and his fiancée, for all to see, I wouldn’t know any better. Maybe Trey would have seen it first and told him to take it down—which I’m pretty sure he did after we talked because the post is no longer there.
Of course there wasn’t an apology from Alex, though.
No apology from Trey either.
Whatever. It doesn’t matter.
I can’t take out the issues that Trey and I have on Austen and Cameron. It’s not fair.
They said their wedding was going to be on the smaller side, just friends and family. I can’t leave them hanging and not show up just because Trey and I broke up. That’s shitty.
And at least now Trey won’t have to worry about coming out to them, so maybe this whole thing will go a lot easier.
I’m not stupid. I know this was an issue for him. I know he didn’t want to do it. I don’t get it, but I can’t make him be comfortable with something he’s not. Just like he can’t make me be comfortable with something I’m not.
But we talked about this. We came up with a plan. He agreed. He said he was fine with it.
So then why is he still telling people Mandy is his fiancée? Why is he still allowing people to believe that he’s engaged to a woman? Why the hell is he still hiding me from everyone?
We agreed to tell everyone at the wedding, but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t have told Alex sooner. It would have been the perfect opportunity to tell him, and of all people in our friend group, Alex is the one to talk to about it. Maybe he’d have given Trey a little boost of confidence, or some stupid reason why he shouldn’t care what people think. I don’t know, and there aretoo many what ifs and I’m way too stressed out to consider everything.