Complete Undoing

EIGHTEEN

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TILLY

I haven't been able to sleep.

After I snuck into the apartment, I hear... Stuff. Soft whimperings and gasps, but after a while, I got up to inspect and knocked on Millies door whispering an "Are you okay?"  Only to get greeted by silence, and then she gasps out. "Yeah, fine.. I'm fine. Just dropped my phone on my face..." Another gasp "it hurt.. A lot."

I checked my messages earlier, and Tate said he'd be back around midnight doing God knows what, so I know he's out.

Me? I'm restless.

I toss and turn for what feels like hours
My mind is racing, replaying the last few minutes I had with Lexington.

Then I picture him devouring that redhead like he had done to me only minutes before she threw herself at him.

Well, at least she'll be tasting me when he's kissing her.

Shaking my head at the image, I grab the pillow from behind me and stuff it over my face and yell into it.

I hated being jealous.

I hated being the punching bag for my mother. I hated how other people had normal parents. But not once did I let jealousy consume me.

Until now.

With a heavy sigh, I roll over and grab my phone off the side table and check snapchat.

It's after midnight, so I know the only few people I have on here haven't posted much, if not any.

Two hours ago, Millie posted a story of her eating waffles. Five hours ago, Evangeline posted her studying. One hour ago, Lincoln posted a video of him and Nate drinking, but what catches my attention is the person sitting on the couch and who he has on his lap.

My limbs freeze up, and I'm for certain I'm not moving or breathing.

I guess normal girls would be sad, crying, sobbing even. No, all I feel is tearing through my chest is white hot rage.

How dare he!

How dare him!

Without thinking, I exit the app and go to google. I'm typing in the thing I want and scrolling until I find exactly what im looking for.

I choose the quote that says, "I'm moving on. I'm done." And upload it to my snap story, knowing that even though Lexington has me on snapchat, he never gets on.

Until tonight, that is because he's the first to veiw it, and respond.

Lexington_L2: The fuck you are.

I smile to myself, pleased that my mission was accomplished.

As soon as I close my eyes to try and get some sleep, my phone vibrates.

My heart seizes in my chest as I read the words on the screen.

EVIL MANIAC: If she's not you pequeña víbora, I don't want her.

EVIL MANIAC: Now, stop being stubborn and just come to terms with their is no moving on from me. You're mine, Tilly. Their is no escaping me.

EVIL MANIAC: Sweet dreams Tiny.

How dare he? How dare he claim me as his like some sort of caveman when he had little red mauling his mouth, the same mouth that had my dried up cum on.

The absolute nerve of this guy.

But if Lexington Ledger wants to play. I'll play.

I close out of the messaging app and go onto Instagram. I barely use it. The last time I posted was months ago, and lucky me, I have him as a follower.

It takes me about ten minutes to get up, pull out my hair from its bun, add lip gloss, tug up my breasts in my tank top just to spice it up and then find the right lighting in my room, and snap a few selfies.

I find the one I like, and I stare back at myself in the picture. It was a soft but mysterious expression on my face. After adjusting the lighting and tone of the picture, I upload it on my insta with the winking face emoji and add the song "You Don't Own Me" by Lesley Gore.

Evangeline is the first to comment.

MaybeItsEvangeline: That's my beautiful bitchh. *kissing face emoji*

Princess_Anastasia: What my twin said.

Ameliaa00: Get it BITCH! I see the girls came out to play! *clapping hands emoji*

Its_Hazel123: Very pretty Tilly.

Ya_boy_Nate: If nobody is going to say it, I will...Damnn girl them tittes.

Tate_C: Nate, dude, just no. That's my sister.

Evangeline and Amelia gang up on Nate. While Ana is cursing him in her own way, poor Hazels is just trying to de-escalate the situation, and then Lincoln pops in and surprisingly defends my brother.

LincolnL_: Better listen to Tater boy Nate if you know what's good for you.

I smile, mischief wasn't my strong suit but mission accomplished.

As soon as I lay back down, my phone dings.

My heart skips as I read the message on the screen.

EVIL MANIAC: Remember this baby, I never lose.