The Next Chapter

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Zoe's POV

I got back to my car as quickly as my feet would allow me to. I felt more tears rush down my face as I tried to hold them back.

When I got my car I slammed my head on the steering wheel causing the loud horn to erupt making everyone around look at me as I slowly reclined my seat trying to escape there glares.

After about ten minutes or so I finally slowly brought the seat back up once the coast was clear I turned on the car and began listening to listen to the first song I could think of.

"sO sUe Me fOr lOoKinG sO pReTtY tOnIgHt" I screamed as my mascara began to run down my cheeks.

After collecting myself enough to drive I decided to just go back to my apartment and watch shameless to get my mind off of how stupid men are.

The oven beeped alerting me that my mug cake was ready and I scuffled over in my Snuggie to grab it letting it cool down before I began to dig in.

The oven beeped alerting me that my mug cake was ready and I scuffled over in my Snuggie to grab it letting it cool down before I began to dig in

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I began to walk back to the couch where Family guy was now playing when I was interrupted by the a knock at the door.

"Fuck yea my skip is here." I say as I shuffle over still with the mug in my hand, opening the door.

"Zoe I need-" Instead of meeting my skip I am instead met with the green eyes of Tyler. "Ummm... What are you wearing?" He says his eyes scanning over my body in confusion.

"A Snuggie duh... and that is none of your concern." I say now feeling insecure as I look down at my mug.

"Umm.... well I just came to say I was sorry for everything and I really wish you would at least give me the chance to explain myself." He says looking pleadingly into my eyes trying to ignore the stained mascara on my cheeks.

"You don't have to explain yourself, you had a choice to make her and me and I am taking myself out of the equation." I say stuffing my mouth with cake to stop myself from saying anything I would regret.

"Look Zoe, I like you... like really really like you. Stephanie is my ex that won't come to the understanding that we are no longer together. You can read through my texts if you want I never once responded to her I only want you." He says still looking deep into my eyes.

"Delivery for Zoe Mayert-Killam..." a very confused teenager says as he awkwardly holds out the food I had ordered.

"Thanks Tommy." I say grabbing the bag and going into my apartment signalling Tyler to come in a close the door behind him.

I can see as he looks around the apartment and takes in the bag of chips and tissues everywhere.

"Still like me ?" I say smiling as I look down at the Chinese food I had just got.

"Definitely." He says coming over beside me.

"Want a mug cake..." I say not knowing what else to say.

"Does that mean you forgive me?" He says leaning against the counter as I stuff noodles into my mouth.

"For what?" I say moth full.

"For- oh never mind I see what you did there." (Zoe reading this you said for what because you forgave him not cause you forgot dumb bitch). He smiles before grabbing a mug from the cabinet.

The rest of the night is spent cuddling on the couch watching Family Guy as we laugh along and eat our mug cakes.

Janie's POV

I sigh and get dressed before heading out the door to go to school. I screamed along to the radio as a sped through to be able to get to school on time and was glad to see that I finally did.

The day went on normally and I finally entered my last class of the day which was psych. I was feeling goosebumps from the excitement of seeing Noah all professional again but once I sat down I saw that he had a substitute on today. He never said anything about not being here but whatever.

"Hey Janie how was your day yesterday." Said the overly cheery voice of Corey beside me.

"Good just worked. What about you?" I say not really caring about his answer.

"Pretty good just studied." Nerd. I was going to make fun of him but then just made a noise that sounded kinda like a response.

After class I made my way back to Noah's because I had forgotten something there last night and because I wanted to make sure he was alright because he didn't show for class.

I knocked on the door and waited patiently for a response. I heard the door unlock and it revealed a tall women in nothing but a towel.

"Umm... I'm looking for Noah." I say now feeling very uncomfortable.

"One sec Sweety...Noah someone's here for you!" She says with her grossly high pitch voice.

"Who is it- Janie what are you doing here?" He says his eyes darting between me and the women.

"I forgot something here today. Who's this?" I say mentioning the obvious presence with us.

"Yea who am I Noah?" She says taking her eyes off me to look back at him.

"She's Umm my uh wife." He says trying to read my eyes as I stare back blankly.

"Your wife? Meaning you're married." I say still not comprehending anything going on.

"Janie it's complicated we were on a break." He says mentioning his wife.

"Honey you left we weren't on a break ." His wife says now growing angry as her husband dismissed her.

"You're married." I say still not understanding anything.

"Janie I can explain just let me." He says moving past his wife reaching out to me.

"Yes please explain dear?" I hear the bitch say as I am now slowly backing down still in shock from everything.

"Janie don't go we can work past this." He says staring pleasingly at me ignoring his wife.

"Work through what? There's nothing to work through. Whatever we were is over. And by the way Mrs. Jones your husband won't tell you because he is a lying asshole but he cheated on you multiple times and did not mention you once." I say in a monotone voice watching as Noah's eyes widened in horror.

"Janie-" he whispers towards me but being interrupted by his wife.

"You did what?!" His wife screeched from beside him but I was already rushing off to my car before I got anymore involved in what was going down.

I quickly sped away but continued to stare ahead in misbelief. I really do have the worst taste in men.

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