Two dominant assholes ~ Niragi x fem o/c

TWENTY-NINE: betrayal

Guys Niragi actually left the toilet seat up, that why Chishiya fried him (I was hiding in his manbun)
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What am I doing?

It's as if I come back to my senses to realise the bottle and cigarette in my hand. My head is already spinning a little.

I immediately stub the cigarette out and set the bottle down on the table, getting up and brushing off my leggings even though there's nothing on them. I'm not like this.

Sighing heavily, I head to the door. I'll prolly just go back to my room. Even though it's not even 4pm yet. I sigh dramatically again.

I try to spot a hot guy to admire on my way out, to take my mind off things, but my heart just isn't in it. I shove through another bunch of people, making a girl spill a drink on herself, but don't stop. She didn't notice anyway. Too drunk.

Strolling out the door, I bend my back a little, earning a satisfying pop. Some dudes are staring at me. A small smile finds its way to my mouth at the attention, but it's not the same.

Not the same as when he looks at me.

I go into the Beach's lobby, and suddenly freeze. My body goes cold and -I'm not being dramatic when I say this, but all time seems to stop, everything blurring out except for the scene in front of me.

Niragi... with another girl. Kissing. Against a pillar.

Bile rises in my throat as she holds his face in her hands. At his arms cradling her body, just as he did with me not two hours ago.

I really thought he'd changed.

I turn sharply on my heel and match right back into the club, giving the finger to the group of guys who were checking me out just a moment before.

I go back to my corner and grab the bottle. I need this. I need to escape.

One sip turns into five which turns into ten, until the whole bottle is gone, and I'm grinding on strangers having the time of my life.

Everything is so vibrant, my skin sensitive to every touch, every detail of every face in front of me perfectly etched into reality.

As more time goes on (I loose track after about the twelfth song) I only can open my eyes a little, and nausea squeezes my stomach. I bend over, retching onto some random dude's crotch area, covering his swim shorts in bile.

"M-my baad!" I slur, doing my best to just stay standing on the bucking floor.

"GIRL WHAT THE FUCK." he shouts over the pounding music.

My head throbs along to the beat.

The world is in focus one moment, out of focus the next, and my eyelids feel as though someone's pinching and dragging them down.

I stumble and fall to the ground.

Someone steps on my hand, and I mumble a soft "Ow," before the ground rushes up to meet my head.

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I should really be revising right now
NAHHH
will update again soon sorry bout the short chapter 😼🫶