nothing lasts forever{wlw, teacherxstudent}

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"You said she wouldn't be here, Tatum." Natalie stands up, glaring down at Tatum who stays seated. Well, she doesn't look angry at all....

"Why can't you both be friends—"

"I will not be friends with her."

"Oh my god, Nat. I didn't know you were gonna be here." Her ex wife, Olivia, steps closer to the table. Oh gosh, she's very...revealing today.

"Speak of the devil." Natalie looks her up and down.

I sit back, taking a sip of my drink, not sure what to do. Olivia's eyes slip past Natalie and she looks at me. She has to recognise me. I sink into the chair.

"That bartender is a dickhead." Spencer comes back again, sitting down beside me, I look away from Olivia and smile at Spencer politely.

"Were you all whispering about me? You know I hate people saying stuff behind my back, Nat." Olivia laughs and Natalie scoffs.

"I need to use to restroom, excuse me." I say to Spencer, so I can get out.

"I think I'll come with you, I'd rather not stay for...this and I can't find my wife." Spencer says while looking around.

I start walking away from the table, I have no idea where the bathroom is. There's too many people here, I can barely even move.

"I'll help you find your wife instead, what does she look like?" I turn to Spencer.

"Tall, blonde. Usually she pops out in a crowd but I'm not tall so I can't see past half of these heads." She huffs and I look around with her before someone bumps into me making me fall back.

"Watch it." Some man tells me.

"You bumped into her, you asshat, watch it, you." Spencer says to him and a lady comes out from behind him. Oh dear god, does everybody in the club just want a fight?

"Who do you think you're talking to?" She spits at Spencer, the woman is blonde and tall definitely not Spencer's wife though. She looks like she's had at least three hangovers this week...the man is tall and muscly...I want to make it out of here alive, please.

"This man, not you, mind your own business." Spencer snaps back. Does nobody just say sorry and move on anymore?

"You better watch your mouth." The woman walks quickly towards Spencer, a hand lands on her shoulder. Oh shit.

"What is going on?" Someone pushes the blonde back, I look and see a tall blonde woman. I recognise her from awhile ago, I think...All these blondes are getting confusing...

"That man pushed into Diana and she got her fat nose involved." Spencer looks at her wife..? Definitely her wife.

"Well, you're not making it much better by calling her nose fat." The blonde raises an eyebrow at Spencer.

"Why don't you mind your business?" The other blonde...not Spencer's wife...let's call her crazy lady, responds.

"I would mind my business, but she is my business and I don't think I'll let some psycho jump my wife." Spencer's wife definitely confirmed. I'm getting the hang of this.

"I will bust you up." The crazy lady shouts and I take a step forward. This is my fault and I think I'm the only one who doesn't want to "bust someone up".

"I'm sorry—" I get cut off by the crazy lady punching me into the face. I fall a few steps back and feel a sharp pain in my nose. What the fuck? What the actual fuck?

"Jesus Christ." I hear someone but can't really think straight at the moment, my ears are suddenly ringing. I trip over my foot and fall flat on my ass. Spencer bends down helping me up straight away, I'm dizzy. I'm also probably bleeding and probably dying and probably drunk...