.Your love is a lie. (Jai brooks)

10

(ANDREW P.O.V)

She's not herself. The first night she talked to me about it. Now it's almost been a week, it's like she's a zombie. I have never in the time I have known Karen seen her like this. It's almost as bad as when she lost her mom, and I'm only praying it won't get to that point. But she loved him in such a short amount of time she fell head over heals for him.

He's tried, he's calling her all the time but she doesn't acknowledge it. He has stopped by a few times, even his brothers and friends have but being her friend I did as she asked and turned them away. I feel for him though he loves her and is trying to prove it. You can see it in his eyes. She needs to give him a second chance not for him but for her as well.

"Bye, I'll be done with work at around 9" I said making my way to the door.

She didn't say anything just looked blankly at the tv screen. Iv had enough.

"You know? I understand he did something fucked up by keeping a secret, but you have secrets of you own too that he doesn't know about." I spit out letting anger get the best of me.

"I have secrets, I have a past like everyone else but he lied there is a huge difference" she said with anger in her voice.

"Is there really that big of a difference I mean kar--" she didn't let me finish before she cut me off.

"Fuck you." She spit with disgust.

I let it go, it's not worth the argument so I walked out the door and made my way to work.

(KAREN P.O.V)

Fuck him, fuck jai, fuck the fucking janoskians, fuck this tv show, fuck the weather, fuck everything.

Am I being over dramatic? Yes. Do I care? Nope. Not at all. Yea he lied to me about his career that's not the point. I could give a shit less what he does. The thing is that he lied. Thats flat out it he LIED. I mean what else has he lied about? Did his dad really walk out on his family? Or was that a lie because he had pitty for me? He was probably lying.

I finally let someone in I gave myself to him. I loved him and God am I stupid. I fell into his trap so so fast. But it hurst so fucking bad, I never thought losing someone could hurt this bad besides my mom.

I need to stop salking in my sorrows and get out of this house it's starting to feel like a jail sentence. Andrew is walking around either giving me sad eyes or telling me to buck up. Well guess what darling I don't want or need you to feel sorry for me. And plus every room in this house has memories it's like everything I do I see jai's face. I met him the day after I moved here. My house the dance studio hell this whole fucking city is filled with memories of jai. And that's exactly why I need a little escape.

I put on a sweatshirt and got in my car. I needed to get out for a bit and a drink wouldn't be too bad maybe loosen me up a bit. I drove for a while until I found what looked like a deserted bar about 5 miles out of the cit it's not far but it will do.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked.

"Coors light.. And a taqulia shot no salt just lime"

Not long after the greasy old looking bartender came with my drinks. I pored back the shot right away letting the burn sooth my nerves.

"Would you like another?" The bartender asked referring to the shot.

"Make it two, then I should be good with the beer" I replied.

"Yes ma'am" he said poring the liquor into the shot glasses and placing them in front of me.

I tossed them back again letting the burn calm me even more. I sat and started blankly at the empty glasses, then I felt the stool next to mine move.

"I find it hot when girls drink beer" I turned my head to be faced with a black hair blue eyed boy. At least he didn't look old and greasy like the bartender. He looked around my age and wasn't bad looking. But just by making eye contact I know what type of guy he is all to well.

"Yea iv heard that before" I said talking a sip of my beer.

He didn't say anything but I could feel his eyes on me.

"What?" I snapped at him.

He let out a small laugh "nothing just wondering what a girl like you is doing at a bar like this.. You look like the typical LA girl with those yoga pants sparkly sweatshirt and messy bun.. Yet your here" he paused to laugh "shouldn't you be at some upscale bar in the city ordering your fancy fruity drink?" Well he thinks he's just the shit now doesn't he.

"Plot twist" I stopped to take a sip of my beer "I'm not from LA.. And if you knew me like you think you did just by looking at me you would know I'm from a small town in North Carolina consisting of beer and run down bars like this" yea that will put you in you place.

He raised his hands in defense "okay you got me I was wrong.. Im Arron by the way" he said with a grin.

Ha I know who he is. Well maybe not personally but I can see though his pretty eyes and cute looks. But I need to stop and think before I speak. I have someone sitting next to me who can help me. But do I want to go back down that road again? At this moment I have the devil and angel on my shoulders one screaming yes and one screaming no.

The only thing is, one is screaming louder then the other.