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“Come back to bed baby.” Amy shouted down to Syn, who was downstairs making a cup of tea.
“Not right now baby.” Syn replied.
Amy walked down the stairs dressed in her silk nighty that Syn had brought her back from their Japanese tour.
“What’s wrong baby?” Amy asked.
“Nothing’s wrong. I promise darling.” Syn said drinking the remains of his cup and handing Amy a steaming hot cup of hot chocolate. “I’ve gotta go out and meet Zacky in a bit. He says he’s got something to tell me.”
“Ok. When does he want you to go? And how long will you be?”
“Well I’m meeting him at 11:30 in the pub and I’ll stay for as long as he needs to tell me and a have a couple of pints.”
“Ok.” Amy said slightly disappointed as she thought she was going to have Syn to herself for the day.
Syn walked upstairs and came back down about 10 minutes after fully dressed and ready to go out. He walked over to Amy, who had just finished her hot chocolate, and kissed her gently on the forehead, muttering the words “I love you” quietly into her ear.
“I love you too. More than anyone in the world and I always will.”
He kissed her again. Then walked out the door.
At the pub Zacky was already sat at a table in the corner with 2 pints on the table. He beckoned Syn to go and sit with him.
“Hey Mate,” Syn said as he approached the table and took a seat opposite Zacky “So what did you want to tell me”
“Ok, it’s not easy for me to say this but you’re my best friend and I think you deserve the right to know. I never meant it to happen and I don’t think she did either. But never the less it did and we both regret it.”
Syn’s face dropped. The usual glint in his eyes had gone and he looked upset. Zacky had never seen Syn like this before. And it made it even more difficult for him to say what he wanted to.
“What? What the fuck happened man?” Syn said, sounding worried.
“I…I…well…It wasn’t my entire fault…It was hers as well… it never meant to happen…if I could turn back time you know I would.”
“Zacky, stop pissing around and just tell me the fuck what happened.” Syn glared at Zacky.
“Ok, well me and Amy. We kinda slept together.” Zacky said, looking down into his lap ashamed of what he had done to his best-friend.
“What do you mean you kinda slept together? You either did or you fucking didn’t which is it?”
“We did.”
“What the fuck?! I thought you were my best fucking friend Zacky? And then you go and do something like this to me?! I mean how could you? I’d never do it to you and Christina would I?! No I fucking wouldn’t. You know I have the decency not to go and fuck my best-mates girlfriend.” Syn shouted.
He slammed his half-drank pint on the table and stormed out of the pub. He walked the 5 minutes it was back to his house. He was devastated. How the fuck could Zacky, his best friend for god knows how many years, and his girl-friend of 3 years, who had covered everything up so Syn wouldn’t find out. And what about all the stuff she had said about ½ an hour ago? Nothing made any sense to him anymore. Why would the do this in the first place then hide it from him?
