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CHAPTER 1
‘We can’t do that and you know it, Ilya!’ Shane was irritated and was starting to feel overwhelmed.
‘But why not? It is a charity event and we are publicly, almost friends now remember? The narrative.’ Ilya affirms.
‘Almost friends is not enough! I can’t deal with press and people right now, please Ilya.’ exhales Shane, exasperated, before continuing ‘Can we just go and meet there like we always do?’ pleaded.
‘You are ashamed of me.’ stats Ilya.
‘What? What are you talking about??’ Shane was confused.
‘Yes. You are embarrassed.’
‘I’m- no. You know that’s not it. That’s bullshit.’ resentment very much present in Shane’s voice.
‘And what it is then??’ asks the blonde, now upset as well.
‘You can’t ask me that! Come on! You’re not 17 anymore, you shoul-‘
‘And what it even means?
‘Fuck Ilya! Why are you acting like a spoiled brat!? Why can’t you think about someone else except yourself too for ONCE?’ snaps loudly Shane. ‘You knew what this was when it started! You knew the conditions, we talked about it, multiple times!’
Ilya was silent, caught off guard by Shane’s sudden rage.
He didn’t even let him try to speak that he continued ‘I can’t afford to think about what you want. And I’m not risking everything just because you’re tired of pretending or just to go along with your stupid whim. Stop being so fuckinf selfish, God!’ Shane pants, almost out of breath with rage.
‘That’s- that’s not.. I would give up everything for you, Shane. I would do that in a heartbeat.’ says Ilya, flat.
‘It’s always ‘I, I, I!’ Well, you’ve got nothing to lose. No one cares about you in Russia anyway and you’re the best player in the league. But that would be very different for me.’ spit out.
Then Shane looked up to Ilya for the first time and immediately regretted everything he said, but it was too late for that.
Ilya’s expression was so hurt that he felt sick to his stomach. His face was contorted with pain and he didn’t know what to do with himself, he didn’t know what to say, how to fix what he’s done.
He felt so ashamed of himself.
That was such a low and disgusting hit. Ilya trusted him and he just used what he confessed with hesitation and fear against him.
Ilya looks at him in the eyes for the last time before turning around and leave without saying another word.
As the door shut closed, Shane’s heart started to ache.
What the fuck did he do?