50 Shades of My Imagination

What Goes Around Comes Around

Hey Skylar I'm home. Roland, my boyfriend says as he steps in the door and takes his shoes off. Sky? What's up? I sit on the couch, arms crossed and tears rolling down my face. The second I hear his voice my sadness turns to anger in a matter of seconds. Roland. I look at him. Hey baby what is it? He comes towards me and puts a hand on my shoulder. Don't touch me. I say sternly. What do you mean? You're clearly upset, I'm trying to console you. Yeah I'm fucking upset! You wanna know why? Why? He asks. Take a guess Roland. Uh I have no idea, tell me what's wrong. And why are you getting mad at me? What did I do?

You fucking cheated on me! What, no, no I would never. He says in denial. Cut the bullshit. I cut him off. Tara messaged me and told me everything. How could you do that to me? After all the shit we've been through together. After you helped me through my heartbreak with my last boyfriend you do this to me. Sky, come on baby that was at the beginning of our relationship, I've changed now. I didn't want to hurt you. He defends himself. I call you out yet you still keep lying to my face! She sent me a long ass paragraph and called me crying, admitting that you two have been hooking up for two years now! He sits down beside me. Don't come near me. Leave me the fuck alone, I never want to see you again. We're done. Absolutely done. 

I get up, grab my bag and keys and leave in a storm. Crying, I get in the car and drive for what seems like two hours. Four year relationship down the fucking drain. I say to myself. And with Tara?

After driving for a while, letting my emotions get the best of me I stop by the club Roland and I would always go to. I'm sure a drink could do the trick. Besides, what else am I supposed to do with myself tonight?

I park, turn off the car, and pull the car visor down to look at myself in the mirror. I wipe the dripping mascara off my face and let out a deep breath before heading into the club. I go straight to the bar where I'm greeted by the usual bartender, Brennen.

Hey Sky, how's it going? I need a drink. I speak over him. Woah there take it easy racehorse. No Roland tonight? What does it look like? I look around and motion my hands around me. Yeah looks like Roland's not here. He responds. Yeah and do you wanna know why he's not here? Why not? He asks curiously. I just found out he cheated on me. I start to tear up again. Why am I even crying, he's not even worth it. I shake my head to wear off the tears. That motherfucker. Brennen responds with as he comes around the bar to grab my shoulders to force me to look at him. That's seriously fucked up Sky, you didn't deserve that. He tells me. Yeah well, what can I do. I shrug.

Well you can either sit there in your sorrows or you can enjoy a cocktail on the house and take your mind off things. A small smile forms on my face. I'll take option two. I reply. Brennen smirks at me as I watch him craft a drink up for me.

One cocktail for one beautiful lady. Brennen hands me the drink. What's in it? I take a sip. Vodka, strawberry, pineapple, and blue curacao. It's my special. He winks at me. It's really good Brennen, thank you. You're welcome Skylar.

Hey you know I never actually liked Roland. He confesses. My eyebrow raises in curiosity. Yeah? Why not? I ask him. I don't know, he was just really cocky and kind of possessive. Yeah actually now that you mention it he was really possessive. I ponder. You're just now seeing it? He responds with a head shake and slight chuckle. I never really saw any bad signs. Guess I should've opened my eyes more. He sees my mood and body language switch back to sadness the more I think about it.

Hey you know what? Since he's not here, I can finally admire your beauty. You are one gorgeous girl Skylar. Brennen tells me. What, stop! I cover my face as I blush from the compliment. I'm serious. Ever since the first day you came to this club, I could never take my eyes off of you. Well thank you Brennen, I appreciate it. I smile.