-2016- (17 years old)
The beer in my red solo cup tasted horrible, more like bread than anything like beer, so I threw it out in the school trash can. I was surrounded by other girls in other pretty dresses, though I wore a black dress, more mysterious than pretty. But I liked it.
So many of the girls were wasted, yet their date to the prom was no where to be seen, and neither was mine.
"Do you want more beer?" Lauren, my childhood friend asked. "Drake has more in his trunk! He's throwing an after party, ugh he's the best." Though me and Lauren agreed on most things, Drake was not one of them. I told her she could way better but she didn't listen. She said my prom date wasn't the best either, but I believed she was jealous he asked me first.
"You got a good one, Lauren." Alexa, another childhood friend said. They all giggled each other, although I didn't.
Once the boys came back, most of my friends ran and jumped into their dates arms, from being so high. I would've too but I didn't see him. I sat in the lobby on the couch, where it was barely crowded, and waited for him.
"Where's Jay?" A voice said very close to me.
I jumped. "Don't you do that!" I slapped Liam on the arm and he laughed and it made me laugh too.
"So where is he?" He sat down next to me in his cute little tux that I helped pick out for him.
"Somewhere..." My mind wandered at the possible thought where he could be, him dancing with someone else boiled my blood but he could be just be hanging somewhere. "Where's your date?"
"Carmen's in the bathroom." He said. "Something about she left something in-"
I couldn't hear Liam talk anymore because of Jay. He strutted out of the dance floor with his arm around Lauren. She was laughing, and he had a smug look on his face. If I still had that disgusting beer in my hand I'd throw it at them.
I got up from the couch and watched them. I felt Liam put his arm on my shoulder but I shoved it off repeatedly. I walked closer and closer to them yet they didn't see me.
All those love letters flashed through my mind on a broken record. Was his words really true? Or did he just want to play a game?
"Jay, how could you?" I looked at him as his smug look went to a really awkward look.
"Kaykay..." He took his arm off of Lauren's shoulder and Lauren finally caught my attention.
She pulled a fake gasp. "Kay! It was an accident... You know I liked him, right?"
I stood and looked at them wide eyed. He put his hand on my arm and I backed away. He didn't even apologize...
I ran to the bathrooms, bumped into Liam but successfully lost him. I swung the door open I slammed it, some of the girls jumped at the mirrors. I ran and decided to occupy one of the stalls. Eventually the girls at the mirrors left and I had tears everywhere. On the floor, in crevasses in my dress...
I looked down and noticed someones heels in the stall next to me. They look like my nude heels... And I let someone borrow them...
"Carmen?" I quietly said, trying to hide the fact I'm crying, but she probably knows it.
"Kay?" She replied.
It made me smile through the tears. "Yeah.." I let out of small laugh.
"Come in my stall, it's handicapped," I unlocked the stall I was in and slowly walked out of it to her stall. She let me in almost immediately and gave me a hug. "Was it Lauren being a hoe, again?"
I nodded my head on her shoulder, then realized she couldn't see if it was yes or no. "Yes," I croaked. "She took my date and soon-to-be boyfriend."
I sighed. I knew Jay could never commit to be called "boyfriend". He never asked me out on real dates, never asked me out, I couldn't tell if he was scared or just used me. Probably used me. That caused more tears.
"I knew he was trouble..." She said. "Everything will be alright." She rubbed my back soothingly.
I'm glad I kept Carmen as my friend still. She was so kind and cared for others, great shoulder to cry on. But I never used her, I treated her like a true friend, as Lauren dropped her as a friend and picked up other hoes.
I picked my head up from her shoulder. "What about you and L-Liam?"
"I don't know, I don't think me and him are good for each other," she stated. "I just came to the bathroom to think for a while."
"A while?" I smirked at her.
"Oh shush, I'm antisocial." We laughed.
I walked over to the mirrors and my mascara was smudged, but not as bad as I imagined. I grabbed a paper towel from one of the machines and started fixing it.
"Screw Jay," I declared. "I don't need him."
"That's my girl!" She hollered, that made me laugh too. "There's plenty of fish in the sea."
"Exactly," I said as I poked my eye with my finger. "Maybe mine's in London, or sitting on a park bench." I finally finished cleaning my mascara, it wasn't the best, but I didn't look like I was crying.
"That's the spirit," she said. "What are we doing now?"
"I'm not sure I'd want to stay here anymore..." I answered. "Maybe I'll find Liam and he gave give me a ride home. Do you want a ride?"
"Haha, nope. I'll call my parents, and you can tell Liam he's lovely, but not for me."
"Okay, can do," I said and gave her a hug. A good hug. "Thanks for everything."
"Thanks for everything too."
I turned and left her in the bathroom and entered the lobby again. There wasn't as many people in here as before, except a girl throwing up in a trash can. Expected.
I don't see Liam in the lobby, and I doubt he'd dance with someone else than me or Carmen, so I figure he's outside.
I open the doors and a cold, cold breeze hits me, I instantly start shivering. I don't see Liam, and it's too dark to see his car, so let's walk home. I slip off my heels and have them dangling in my right hand, I must look like a damsel in distress. I hope no one tries to talk to me.
"Kay," a voice says next to me. "Get in the car."
