𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐑 || ᴛʀᴇɴᴛ ᴀʟᴇxᴀɴᴅᴇʀ-ᴀʀɴᴏʟᴅ

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, I don't remember how I even got home, but I did, safely too. I woke up this morning and my head was absolutely pounding. Unfortunately for me, I do remember all the events that occurred.

I was sat on the sofa, watching TV, when my doorbell rang. I sighed, very loudly may I add, getting up to go and answer it.

As I got to the door, no one was there. Seriously? People are still doing that? I was about to walk away when a glimpse of colour caught my eye from below. It was a massive box of... flowers?

I looked around to see if anyone was still there, not a single person in sight. I picked them up, bringing them inside. I took them over to my table and placed them down.

"Who the fuck bought me flowers?" I looked at them, picking off a few dead petals every once in a while, until a white piece of card peaking out of the centre got my attention. I carefully plucked it out.

'I'm sorry for everything, please let me explain - T'

My eyes scanned over the words a few times, I laughed at the mere audacity, throwing the card to the side and walking away. I retreated to my sofa.

During that time, I'd gotten a bunch of notifications from instagram. Can this man not take a hint? Till now, I've been ignoring all of his messages and calls, not in the mood to hear his fucking voice.

I logged onto my phone, checking the notification. I'd received a few messages from the same account, and surprising I don't think it's Trent. Weird.

@𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐘𝐎𝐔66 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐃𝐌

I clicked on her account before opening her message. There wasn't much here but a few pictures. Wait, she looked really familiar, I'm very certain I've seen her before on Pinterest, unless it's just a fanpage or something, makes sense. Whoever's in these pictures are absolutely gorgeous.

I went back to the message and accepted the DM. She had sent me multiple. Maybe it was someone I knew personally, this account kind of looked like a finsta.

@𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐘𝐎𝐔66 : fucking bitch you better leave my man the fuck alone and stop talking to him

@𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐘𝐎𝐔66 : i will fucking end you slag

Okay what the flip. That was very uncalled for, I don't even have the slightest clue who this is.

@𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀𝟐𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐘 : who the fuck is this?
@𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀𝟐𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐘 : I don't even fucking know who you are 💀

She almost instantly replied.

@𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐘𝐎𝐔66 : your tryna gwt with my man and you need to stay in ur lane bitch

@𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀𝟐𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐘  :
Nice spelling 👍
@𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀𝟐𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐘 :
Who the fuck even is
'your man' 💀💀

@𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐘𝐎𝐔66 :
bitch don't act like you don't
know who i am
@𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐘𝐎𝐔66 :
trent obviously.

Holy shit. It was the girl from the articles. How the fuck did she find me?

Who am I kidding? Trent probably sent her my insta, petty bastard. I was about to block her account, but I just couldn't leave it there, could I?

@𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀𝟐𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐘 :
mhm babes tell me when that
little mark on his neck heals k?

I laughed, finally blocking her before she could reply. I can't fucking believe this shit, how's this bitch messaging me on a finsta, let alone threatening me?

I contemplated calling Trent, and swearing at him, but I did say I'd never call him again, so there's that.

I was about to throw my phone to the side, when I decided to call Sharky, tell him what happened.

After a few rings, he didn't answer. I can't believe this, how dare he ignore my calls, it's okay, I'll just sit here all alone and—

Oh, nevermind, he called back!

"Hello?"

"—No time to waste, I need to tell you what happened," I took a deep breath and continued my story.

"So basically, last night, I was out with my friend Daisy, and then we were drunk or whatever, and I opened my phone for whatever reason and accidentally opened the news app and when I was just about to click off, I saw an article of Trent with another girl, and it caught me off guard because I think we're dating I'm still not sure, anyways—"

"—I was drunk, so my emotions were even worse and I called him and he didn't have an explanation so I just told him to never speak to me again and then this morning I had a bunch of missed calls and he even sent flowers to my house, asking me to let him explain, but here's the weird part—"

"Some girl had messaged me on instagram, during all that and she was just threatening me, telling me to stay away from her man, and I was like, I don't know who you are, and she's like, trents my man, blah blah blah I'll show you later, but she's the girl in the article, and yeah," I finally take a breath.

He's silent after all that, I was beginning to think he accidentally hung up.

"Hello?"

"You guys are dating?" He finally replied

"I don't know! Gosh Sharky, pay attention!"I shouted

"Jeez, calm down! Okay, so how did the bitch even find you?"

"That's what I'm wondering, I think Trent gave her my insta," I sighed, feeling a little betrayed and disappointed.

"No, he wouldn't. Trust me he's too in love with you," he laughs.

"Ew, well obviously not, he cheated on me and I found out through the news."

"Well what if it was all just a misunderstanding?"

"Cmon Sharky, who's side are you on?"

"The side that brings me money, duh,"

"Money?"

"I have a bet with AJ, I bet £10 you'd come to the studio holding his hand before the end of the year, so if you're a good friend..."

"Well good luck, looks like you're losing £10 cuz that's never gonna happen," I rolled my eyes.

"NOOOO, you better make up with him now! I don't have a tenner," he faked cried

"That's it, I'm hanging up," just before he could reply, I hung up. Well that was no help at all. Now what?

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THANK YOU FOR THE IDEA, IT'S ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC 😻
(ps, I'm sorry for making people wait so long but um... well um gcse seasons coming... so you know what that means 😄)