𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐫. 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺

𝑰'𝑴 𝑮𝑶𝑵𝑵𝑨 𝑻𝑬𝑨𝑹 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑫𝑶𝑾𝑵

"𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒅𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚,

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏?"

flashback. . . 18 years old

Lori Pov

I'm in Paige's car right now, driving to her house after school. It's Friday night so we are having a sleepover, of course.

Ours hands are interlocked, resting on the middle console.

Paige has been really nice to me recently, like overly generous. I'm not complaining though, just means more time with Paige.

Once we pull up to her house, she runs out the car to open my door.

When I step out of her car, smiling, I notice her face looks conflicted. I frown.

"Are you okay baby?" I ask her, resting my hand against her cheek.

"Yeah... perfect." She smiles, nodding at me.

"Okay." I hold her hand, and walk to her front door.

Paige's mom was having a girls night with her friends, so that means me and Paige are by ourselves.

After a while of us watching TV, baking, making out, and more baking, I decided to take a shower, since it is 11:00 pm.

I open her bedroom door that leads to her bathroom, and I notice her phone is charging on her nightstand.

I turn the shower on, and wait for it to get hot. I remember Paige earlier today, why did she look stressed out? Maybe I should just drop it.

I finish showering quickly, not wanting to waist anytime without Paige.

I get changed fairly quickly, and walk out of the bathroom into her bedroom. The desserts Paige and I baked tonight are  in plastic bins on her bed, alongside some blankets.

I climb onto her bed, and look at the sweets. We did a hella good job.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Paige's phone light up. I look at her phone and see that her lock screen is off us as 6 year olds. We are laughing with what looks like chocolate all over our faces.

The text messages keep popping up, and I can't help but wonder who is texting her.

I know I shouldn't, but I unplug her phone, and open it. Her passcode is the date we started dating.

God, I love Paige so much.

I open her messages app, and I read the most recent contact. Carmen, fucking, Diaz.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

Her latest text reads; "Come over baby, I know you miss me😘"

I scroll up to the first message sent. It's a picture. Of Carmen in a Victoria Secret lingerie set.

The rest of the texts consist of the same shit, "Baby, please I need you" and "You know you want to"

Expect for what text that catches my eye.

"Are you still with that whore? Paige, Lorraine cheated on you, remember?"

My stomach drops, and so does Paige's phone.

I just sit and stare at her carpeted floor, praying that I wake up from some horrific nightmare. But I don't, I stay right where I am.

Paige eventually comes into her bedroom carrying a set of DVD's, "Okay the options aren't very good but-"

She looks up from her stack of movies, we make eye contact.

My eyes are still wide open from shock, and so was my mouth.

"What? These are the best movies I could find!" Paige laughs, but I still look at her, disgusted.

Paige looks down at her phone on the floor, and then my empty hand. Her eyes widen and she drops the movies, running towards me.

"Lori I know that looks bad, and I'm sure you're confused-" Paige tried to make eye contact with me.

"Confused?! Confused doesn't even begin to describe what I'm feeling right now." I yell at her, standing up, taking a step back.

"Okay, well-" Paige starts to talk, but I cut her off.

"No, no, no, you don't get to talk. Why the fuck are you in contact with Carmen Diaz?! After all she did? After all the pain she's caused my family? What- She-" I pause, "Why is she sending you nudes, Paige?" I scoff, not believing my own words.

4 years ago, Carmen and her sick and twisted friends had a bet going. They all bet that they could hook up with the hottest boys at Hopkins. My brother, Vicente, was one of their victims. Carmen decided that she wanted to get with my brother, and soon after they started talking and hanging out more. One day, Vicente invited Carmen over to hang out, and she decided to hookup with him then. She made Vicente have sex with her, even after repeatedly telling her to stop.

After Carmen did this, I guess she was mad that Vicente didn't like her, so she told the principal that my brother had raped her. Vicente got expelled, he was a good kid. He would never do that. Vicente eventually told the principal that the roles were reversed, and my family got a lawyer involved to take that crazy bitches family down. We won.

"She said I cheated on you. Paige, do you believe her?" I ask in a quieter tone, trying to calm myself down.

I expected Paige to deny this false accusation, but she stayed silent.

"Oh... okay," I nod, grabbing my sleep away bag, and clothes, "because I would cheat on the love of my life. That sounds like me." My voice riddled with sarcasm.

I begin walking out of her room, before she runs up to me, standing in the door frame, blocking me.

"No, no, no Lori please don't leave me- she- god! She was so nice to me and the way she says things is so convincing-" I cut her off again.

"She was so nice to you?" I mock her, questioning what she meant. "I can't believe you, of all people would do this- also you would believe Carmen fucking Diaz over your goddamn girlfriend?"I ask her, looking at her in her eyes.

"No- It's just-" she tries to reason with me but I'm beyond pissed off.

"Paige, how long was this- this thing, going on for?" I ask, trying to look at her in her eyes, but she just for some unknown reason can't.

"...The past 3 months." Paige looks at the floor, defeated.

"Holy fucking shit, Paige." I scoff, hysterical sobs leaving my eyes.

"Did you.. with her?" I ask, praying that she understands what I mean.

She only looks down at her feet. Wow.

I shove her out of my way, and speed walk down the stairs.

"No Lori please, please, please baby don't leave me I can't live without you-" Paige pleads, chasing after me.

"Oh, clearly you can." I reach her front door, but Paige grabs my arm, again.

"Lori," I look in her eyes, they look sad and tired. I hope they stay that way. "I love you." She chokes out another sob, and lowers her voice.

I look at her for the last time. Her face has always been so perfect.

"I loved you, too." I turn around, opening her door, walking down the porch and onto the barely lit street.

I guess I'm walking home.

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