𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗵-𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗹

𝗹𝗲𝘅𝗶 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝘀𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃.

*disclaimer* lexi will talk to ava (imagination
*trigger warning* heartbreak, drinking
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i sat up in my bed, my face wet and my pillow from where i was crying the night before and crying myself to sleep. i couldn't tell what was wrong with me anymore, on the outside i may be this bubbly girl who acts like nothings wrong but behind closed doors, i have a cheating boyfriend and a drinking problem.
i cant bare being fake with riz anymore, i'm gonna confront him today, this is the end.

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"hey babe, how was your-" riz tried to say.
"go the fuck away." i shouted causing a scene.
"why? have i done something wrong?"

"YOUR CHEATING ON ME WITH HAYLEY."

everybody gasped, including missy, hayleys own sister. missy looked at lexi in sympathy and ran off somewhere, probably to find hayley and have a go at her

"are you feeling alright?" riz laughed it off.
"i have the messages. fuck off." i shouted.

everybody was now formed around us, i couldn't take this anymore, i shoved past everybody and ran straight for the toilet. i slammed a cubicle door shut and reached into my bag, i pulled out a bottle of wine.
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i began to drink my pain away, like i did every night and every morning, it never seemed to get better so drinking was my only escape from everything and reality now.

"lexi! lexi are you in here." nas shouted.
"i'm in here, what do you want." i said.
"it's riz, i'm sure it's a mistake." nas said.

i airdropped nas the screenshots of what riz and hayley would send eachother, i smirked slightly knowing what she just recieved.
i grabbed my bag and shoved the wine bottle back in and zipped my bag up.

"enjoy hayley and riz's nudes." i walked away

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i couldn't be bothered for school that day, but home wasn't any better, an abusive dad who would beat you up everyday, so much fun.
i just put the key through the door when he pulled the door open he looked around before he quickly grabbed my blazer sleeve and dragged me in the door hitting the back of my head whilst he dragged me in.

"why are the school phoning me." he yelled.
"dunno, ask them not me." i smirked.
"you failed your gsces, your going nowhere."
"your one to talk." i shouted back at him.

i instantly regretted it, he charged at me grabbed my arm throwing me to the floor, this was the exact spot he beat jordan up that time, he'd always been abusive, i just put up with it. i took all the hits he threw at me, he picked up an empty beer bottle and threw it at me i turnt away so it wouldn't go in my eye or my mouth. he picked me up by my blazer and threw me out the house.

"get out my sight fucking disgrace."
"you think i wanna be here." i smirked.
"keep on smirking, wait till you come back."

"i won't be coming back, dear old daddy."

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it's been years since that moment with my dad. i stuck with my word, i haven't been back since. everyday i get a text of riz begging for me to come home so we can talk, i won't block him tho, it's funny seeing him suffer just like he made me suffer, karma. if i didn't get a text of riz tho it was a text of cory begging me to come home saying he can't cope, dad tried killing him self one day, i read that text debating to go home to help, but i couldn't bring myself to do it, not yet.
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my life has gotten worse, i sell drugs now it's the only way i can keep up with my rent to stay living in the flat, i live in bradford now, not too far but far enough so nobody can come and find me or something, imagine.
not only am i addicted to drugs now, my drinking problem never got better. never will.