Angelina's POV:
"Nope. I'm not drinking tonight." I promised.
"You afraid you're gonna loose another bet?" Natalie giggled in the middle of curling her hair.
"Hell no." I said applying eyeliner. "I still have to complete one."
"Oh yeah. You have to sleep with Brendan."
I sighed. "Better get this over with tonight then."
"Well good luck. And do it at Brendan's house."
"Why?"
"Because 2 different pairs having sex at the same time will be loud."
"Ewww." I laughed. "With Josh?"
She shook her head. "Hell to the no. I'm giving him a cold shoulder until he apologizes."
"There's my girl." I laughed.
We both took a taxi, since Natalie was drinking and I was planning on going home with Brendan.
I saw Brendan eyeing me, so I held a red cup and acted drunk. Natalie told me I couldn't be drunk because I needed to remember.
Of course I've had sex with Brendan since summer. But they were all drunk decisions. Not even knowing how I got there in the morning. He's a pig for taking me for advantage like that, knowing I can't reject him while being drunk.
"Hey angel." he popped up by my shoulder and holding my waist.
"H-hi." I purposely slurred.
"It's getting late." he smirked. "You wanna come to mine?"
I put on a relaxed smile and my eyes halfway closed, leaning all my weight on him and purposely tripping. I nodded slowly.
He held me and helped me out to his car, I passed natalie on my way out and she gave me a thumbs up as I flipped her off.
He strapped me in the passenger seat and we drove in peace, then he helped me out and set me in his bed.
This was it. Once I actually realize it's true, I'm never gonna speak to this pig again. No boy should take advantage of a girl when she's drunk. Especially with sex.
I acted passed out, waiting for him to wake me up and 'Take advantage'. But he never did, so I opened my eyes halfway.
I found him hunched over the side of his bed.
"Oh I almost forgot." He said with a scratchy voice.
He started to undress me, pulling down my dress. But surprisingly carefully. How could you bring a drunk girl home, set her in your bed, and forget to have sex?
"There."
Then he did something. He kissed my forehead, and turned off the lights.
And then it all hit me.
Brendan and me weren't having sex all this time. Brendan was bringing me home to simply have me safe.
For the countless nights spent in his bedroom. He wasn't taking advantage of me. Brendan actually cared about me.
That's when I noticed the tears I was shedding. And the puddle I've made on the pillow of my tears.
"Why are you doing this." I asked, my voice cracking. We were still in the dark.
"What?" Brendan turned on the light.
"All this time. For 7 months now. Ending up in your bed at least a week, we weren't having sex." that's when he turned on his light.
"You're not drunk?" This time his voice cracked. "And you're crying?"
I sniffled. "Why are you doing this?"
"I care about you." he admitted looking down.
"No you don't. You never did. Even when we were together-"
"Hell to the yeah I did." He got up defensively.
"And that's why you broke my heart?" Another tear crawled down my cheek. "You were the first guy I..."
I looked at him panting a bit. I swallowed hard. "You're not supposed to play with my feelings like that."
"Angelina-"
"No. You had me. Then you threw me away like I was a piece of trash. You don't get to protect me anymore." I demanded quickly changing back into my dress and grabbing my bag.
"Angelina don't leave."
I ran out, in the pouring ran. Bursting into tears, while running home.
When I got there I slammed the door. Gasping for air for how much I was sobbing. I was so weak I couldn't even move. So i crouched down and bawled in my hands.
I felt a rush of comfort and arms around me. It was natalie.
I was so weak. I couldn't stand, or open my eyes. So we just sat there, without saying any words. Just me crying.
