𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒 // 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞

1.13

song of the chapter: friends- chase atlantic

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"why are you acting like you're seeing a ghost? im high lauren, not dead" mitchels voice yelled into sierras ear.

oh. he's just more fucked up than i am.

she just pushed him off her and ran to the bathroom, hoping that he would realize soon that she wasnt who he thought she was.

sure. she couldve stayed and danced with him. but, she couldnt. for a few reasons.

1. she is no side piece.

2. it would've backfired.

annndddd 3. his heart was clearly not in it. he thought she was someone else.

when she was in the bathroom, she started to breath heavily and struggle not to cry. she was leaning against the wall and started to close her eyes. she really didnt want to be there anymore. it seems like every time she comes to this club she has a panic attack in the bathroom.

but thats when someone came out of the stall and saw sierra panicking.

"oh my god! are you okay??" the girl asked, kneeling down in front of sierra. sierra opened her eyes and smiled, a fake smile of course.

sierra wiped her eyes and stood up with the girls help, the woman looking at her with a worried face.

"yeah im just, ugh. my exboyfri- welll im not sure what we were- anyways, he was drunk and high, and he came up behind me thinking i was his girlfriend. it was just kinda shocking," sierra quickly explained, accidentaly dumping it all on the girl, but she didnt seem to mind.

"ugh, im sorry. that really sucks. im lauren by the way," the girl smiled, rubbing sierras shoulder. thats when they both realized, they're wearing like the exact same thing. same white strappy bodycon dress, same heels, even almost the same purse. "like your outfit," she added with a laugh, making sierra laugh.

"i like yours too," sierra giggled, calming down and loosening up. "sierra," she added, looking over to the girl. lauren had jet black hair, she wasnt short or tall like sierra, and she seemed really nice.

"you should come get some drinks with me and my boyfriend. plus his brother and best friend, they're really nice. they'll like you," lauren advertised and sierra nodded in agreement, that was kinda what she wanted right then, new people. people to help her get away from the old memories.

before she knew it, lauren was holding sierras arm and directing her to where these new people were supposed to be sitting.

when they got there, sierra noticed that these werent "new people". they were quite familiar actually.

"clint, chris, and mitch, this is sierra. shes going to be having some fun with us tonight." lauren announced as she pointed sierra to a seat right next to clint.

*sierras pov*

no. fucking. way. their actually here. i had saw something on christians story that he was going to some club but i really didnt think it would be this one.

i reluctantly sat down next to clinton because i knew he would be the one i would not be awkward around judging that christian was sitting in the middle.

clinton and i both looked at eachother with worry, knowing that this wouldnt go very well.

"i thought pat said he was in the same room as mitch earlier!" i whisper-yelled to clinton, we were quietly biccering like teens.