Just One More

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"Just one more drink." I said to my best friend Angela.

This had to have been my 10th drink tonight. I didn't drink often and my finance was coming to pick me up anyways so what was the problem with having some fun?

I grab my shot and down it, the liquor sliding down my throat burning my stomach immediately.

I pulled out my phone about dropping it trying to look at the time. 11:05. Shit. Where was he?

"What's the matter?" I look up and see my best friend with blood shot eyes looking at me concerned.

"Jeremy was supposed to be here 45 minutes ago." I tell her frowning slightly, he was never late why hadn't he texted or called me?

"Chill out we will get a cab." She rolled her eyes and plopped off the bar stool taking off her heels and then grabbing my hand pulling me out of the bar.

We waited 10 minutes until a cab pulled up we flagged it down and I gave him my apartment address and Angela gave him hers.

"Step on it." I told him then starting laughing hysterically the liquor getting to me.

Once we arrived at my building I gave my best friend a hug and a quick goodbye almost running into the lobby to the elevator to see Jeremy it had been 5 hours since I've seen him last.

Jeremy is my fiancé. I'm 21 and I'm engaged to the man of my dreams. Some call my stupid and some call me just a lucky young girl who found love.

The elevator door opened pulling me away from my thoughts and I walked down the hall to my apartment. Putting the key in the hole I turned them unlocking the door.

"Jerem-" I stop yelling and drop my keys and phone. For there he was, my fiancé, naked on top of another woman.

"It's not what-" I didn't give him enough time to finish I was gone, out the door, running as far away as I could get from the scene my eyes had just shown me.