bad choices | sequel to bad boy, bad girl

three

Playlist for this chapter: crying in airplanes- the sky is yours (8tracks)

After hours of hanging out with the guys and drinking and smoking, I finally made my way back to my dorm. I didn't have any classes tomorrow, just thursday and friday, so I was free to stay up as late as I want. I sighed at the thought of seeing Mindy again. I unlocked the door and pushed it open, my view heading towards my side of the room. Of course, there she was sitting on my bed. My purse was in her hands and she was rummaging through it. She pulled something out and looked up at me. I squinted my eyes trying to see what it was. Oh. My bag of 'illegals'. Liquor, blunts, pills, condoms, etc. I clenched my jaw as she stood up, crossing her arms. 

"What the fuck are you doing, looking at my stuff?" I said, trying to act as calm as possible. 

"Why do you have this?" She said, holding up the bags. 

"What? It's not like you've never done any of that stuff. You may be a princess, but you aren't that good." I sneered. 

"I would never do drugs!" She exclaimed, stomping her foot. "And stop calling me that!" 

"Whatever, just stay out of my stuff!" I yelled, snatching the bag from her. 

"You know, I could go to the Dean with this. Get you kicked out." She smirked. I gasped. I had worked way too hard to get into this college. I would not get kicked out.

"You bitch! You wouldn't!" I yelled. "Anyways, what's a few blunts and some alcohol gonna do, huh? Detention? This isn't high school, Mindy." I rolled my eyes. 

"I can do whatever I want! I can find a way to turn this on you, make it seem worse! I can RUIN YOU!" She screamed. 

"Fuck you, you fucking bitch!" I screamed. 

"YOU THINK YOU'RE SO GOD DAMN COOL WITH YOUR SMOKING AND DRINKING AND BAD ATTITUDE. WHEN WE ALL KNOW, THAT YOU ACTUALLY HAVE FEELINGS AND YOU GET HURT AND YOU ACTUALLY CARE FOR THINGS." She yelled. 

"AT LEAST I'M NOT A GOD DAMN PRINCESS WHO GETS EVERYTHING SHE WANTS JUST BY SNAPPING HER FINGERS!" I scream. I'm gonna kill this bitch.

"AT LEAST I'M GONNA GET SOMEWHERE! PEOPLE LIKE YOU SPEND THEIR WHOLE LIFE ROTTING AWAY. YOU PROBABLY ALREADY STARTED, HUH?" She screamed, hitting my soft spot. I bit my lip, trying to contain myself. " So you did! What was it? Juvi? Drugs? Abandoning parent?" I cringed as she smiled. "What else, huh? Bad grades? Overdose? A bad breakup?" I looked at my shoes, not wanting to make it worse. "That's it. A bad boyfriend. Is it Jack?" When I said nothing, she continued. "No, definitely someone from your past. Did he cheat on you? Use you? Hurt you?" I looked away at her last words. "He hurt you." She confirmed. "Abused you. Beat you. Tried to kill you, even?" 

"Few times, actually." I blurted, my anger taking over. 

"Good! I bet you deserved it, bitch!" She yelled, her voice getting louder. 

"YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT ME! YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST COME IN HERE, ASUME A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT. YOU CAN'T, MINDY. YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND WHY I'M LIKE THIS. SO FUCK OFF!" I screamed, opening and slamming the door, just as she screamed something else. 

"I WILL RUIN YOU. YOU AND EVERYTHING YOU LOVE. WATCH OUT FOR YOUR BELOVED BOYFRIEND, SLUT!" 

I ran to the elevator, trying not to let her words sink in. I pushed the button of Jack's floor. I needed him to tell me the exact opposite of everything that had just been screamed in my face. I couldn't help myself as tears prickled my eyes. She had hit my weak spot. Everything she said was everything I secretly thought about myself. And what did she mean, ruin me? What the fuck could she possibly do? I tried to ignore it as I came up to Jack's door. I knocked, waiting for him to answer. He opened the door, yawning and stretching. He was shirtless, just wearing some grey sweatpants. Any other situation, I would have called him adorable. But, all I could think about right now was how stupid I am. I pushed past him, and went strait for his bed. I'm glad Johnson was gone, he would have made this weird.