Clean mess | Gal Gadot

Chapter 5: Angel on the Devil's street

tw: rape attempt

Hours go by as I sit numbly in front of my mirror in my room. My room. Not so long ago I'd still call it our.

I still have an hour 'til the party starts. I feel like when I'm gonna put on my makeup, it'll blur, because of my warm tears that keep falling down my cheeks from time to time.

Somehow, I manage not to cry and do my makeup. I put on my white, long sleeved dress with neckline. I add some gold jewelry. My done nails match my rings.

I curl my hair so it looks better and I'm ready to go.

Ivo left right after our fight. Last fight. Maybe he's already in the bar with Mike. They're good buddies. I wonder which side will Mike take after our breakup. He's the type that he'll probably be somewhere in the middle, not taking any sides.

I put on my heels and my coat, then grab gift for my friend. I bought him a pan, a Witcher poster, pack of cigs with a big bottle of vodka since he's legal now and some sweets.

Yes, I bought him a pan, because that's what he wanted! He recently moved into a new apartment and has literally no shit there. When it comes to the kitchen stuff, he's got like a one fork, 2 plates, cooker and microwave. He loves cooking so I'm like 1000% sure he'll love it!

I take my phone, car keys and head to leave.

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"Vic! Hi! You look so good" Mike greets me as I enter the pub

"Mike, my man! Haven't seen you in a while!" I answer and hug him "I got something for you!" I hand him the gift

"I love you for buying me a pan!" He laughs

I notice Ivo talking with some of friends by the bar. He turns around and notices me as well. He sends me this cheeky smile that says "Fuck you" , but walks into our direction.

Oh gosh! Really? Fuck that man.

I hate the fact that I have to pretend like I still love him. It bothers me so much, makes me wanna kill myself.

"Hi babe" Ivo walks up to us and places his hand on my lower back, almost my fucking ass

What's he up to? I'm fucking scared for my life.

"Hi" I respond so annoyed I can't even look at him

We walk to the bar and get some drinks. I try my best to avoid this dumb dick, but he's getting onto my way almost every time I wanna go somewhere.

"Are you guys okay? You look a little tense" friend of mine -  Jack asks us

"Of course! Why wouldn't we be!" Ivo smiles at him, then at me "Right, honey?"

I can feel his dick pressing my ass through his pants. Gross.

"Yes!" I respond, softly smiling back

The hours go by as I "enjoy" the party. I can't bear all this. It's too much for me. I look at the time on my phone and notice it's almost 10pm.

Don't get me wrong, the party's great! If one man wouldn't be here, everything would be more than perfect. But that's life, he's here bothering me since the beginning. It'd be much better, if he could just ignore me! I don't know what is he up to. But I promise y'all, it's no good.

I walk out of the building to get some air. I lean against the wall and light a cig. The delightful feeling fills in my lungs. Once again I feel peaceful...not for a long time.

I notice Ivo walking out of the building and walking up to me. He doesn't say a word, but places his hand on my cheek and caresses it gently.

What the hell...