(Complete) Charlie's life is slowly spiraling out of control. Her mother is useless, her relationship with her boyfriend Gavin is a train wreck and the bruises she has to cover up are all becoming too much for her to bear.
Tanner has it all. He has...
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As soon as Charlie came up to me, I could tell that something was off. Her whole mood changed. I knew she was drunk, but there was almost a sadness behind her eyes. I chose to keep my suspicions at bay and let her leave with Scout. I knew that I had been drinking and couldn't drive them home.
I watched from the front door as they both climbed into the Uber and my heart sank to my feet. I couldn't help but think that I somehow did something wrong- something to upset her.
"What the hell was that about?" Collin asks me as I join him in the kitchen. He's standing at the counter, pouring himself another drink. He pulls out a second cup and makes a another drink, passing it to me before taking a long gulp of his own.
I shrug my shoulders and swirl the warm liquid around in my cup before gulping down the last sip, taking the fresh cup from Collin- then I see her and the anger that comes over me, completely consumes me. Fucking Alicia.
I push off the counter and shove my way through a few people until I'm standing in front of her.
"Why do I have the overwhelming feeling that you said something to my girlfriend?" I make sure to draw extra attention to the world girlfriend.
For a moment she looks like she's been slapped in the face, but she recovers quickly with a clipped laugh.
"Oh, that slut?" Another vicious laugh escapes her lips before she tips her cup to her lips.
"Please, she's better off without a mess like you." She rolls her eyes before continuing, "Hasn't she been through enough Tanner? I heard she was almost killed by her ex or some shit, and now you're gonna swoop in and fuck her life up even more?" She's getting nastier by the minute and I'm seeing red by this point.
"Oh, a mess like me? You didn't find me all coked out, fucking some random, did you? I may have my fair of shit I'm not proud of, but I gave you everything and loved you no matter how many times you cheated on me or fucked up my life. Now, why don't you fuck off and go blow someone else for a line of coke- and if I ever catch you talking to her again, I will air out every dirty secret I know about you." I spit and as soon as the words fly out of my mouth, I can't register my voice as my own, the venom spewing from my words. I can't say I regret it, but I feel guiltier than I ever have before. I stooped down to her level and I'm not proud of it.
Her face drains of all color; her mouth opens as if she's going to say something, but she snaps it shut, her jaw tensing. She throws her full cup of liquor into my face and storms away. The liquid burns my eyes and I try rubbing it away, but the action only makes the pain worse- I can't say I didn't deserve that one.
I rush over to the sink and turn on the tap, flushing my eyes with water. I have the most intense urge to cry but Collin comes up behind me with a handful of paper towels, causing me to snap back to reality. "What the fuck was that bro?"
