Playing the Player's Game

Chapter Twenty-two : True's Decision

True Bennington POV (During the ultimatum but skipping the decision part. That'll be revealed at the end of chapter)

I looked at the girl before me. She was everything I wanted. She was beautiful. Smart. And she would be faithful to me. But Mandolin needed to learn. She needed to learn her lesson!

I thought about it for only a split second.

"Don, I have my decision." I said.

*skipping back to present*

I pushed Mandolin back. I felt so sick. Sick to my stomach. She did all of that? All of that to me?

"You're disgusting! How could you do that?" I asked, stepping back from her.

"I'm sorry!" she screamed, tears streaming her face.

Did she think she had the right to cry? She didn't! She didn't have the right. This is all her fault. Everything is her fault!

"You're so... No words can describe how disgusting you are! You slept with other women then came back to me like you didn't! You kissed me with their juices on your mouth, you caressed my body with fingers you did the same to theirs!" I screamed, falling onto the couch.

She grabbed me and I swung at her. She held her cheek, I punched the same as before and the cheek was even bigger now.

She grabbed my arms and slammed me into the wall. I screamed in pain when my head slammed into the wall behind me. She dropped me on the ground and backed away.

I looked up at her through bleary eyes and groaned when I stood up. She looked stricken. Broken. Like I felt.. But she wasn't me. And I wasn't rejoicing in breaking her.

I had a head splitting headache from the wall and a few tugs at my heart. Then I realized what she told me. She cheated on me. Then came home and kissed me. Loved me. Acted like she hadn't been gone all night or fucking other bitches.

I felt no pain. No sympathy for her. Maybe she'll finally learn but she wouldn't learn with me. Maybe she had learned from me but she wouldn't learn how to be faithful, not with me anyways.
"Mandolin, don't ever call me again. It's over." I said.

I looked at the boxes I was packing on the ground. I knew I made the right decision. Don was correct when she said I had already accomplished my goal. She was already broken. She already learned.

I couldn't wait to finish packing so I could go home to my girlfriend. I finished packing my clothes inside the suit cases. Jay grabbed my two boxes of mandatory essentials I needed to get now and put it in my car.

He turned to look at me, "I'm sorry I never told you."

"It's okay. I don't blame you. She should've had more respect for me but she didn't. You can't force that into someone." I responded.

He pulled me in for a hug, "I can honestly say you're the best girl ever. Mandolin really did love you but she's fucked up. I think you really opened her eyes though. Hopefully she changes."

I pulled away, smiling. He held his fist out and I bumped it. We had never been close but I always liked Jay. He treated his women with so much respect.

"Later True, don't ever hesitate to hit my line if you need, ight?" he said, walking away.

I saluted him mockingly and sat inside my car. I finally did it. I was finally leaving Mandolin for Don. I was finally leaving Mandolin in general.

And something told me I'd always be the girl who got away for Mandolin. But she deserves happiness. Everyone does.

"True, where are you?" Don said, through the phone.

"At the apartment. I broke up with her. I should be there any second now." I said.

"Good." she sighed, "Thought you decided to stay with her."

"Nope. See you soon." I said, hanging up.

I knew my life would change after this point. It was my turning point in my life.

I arrived at Dons. She was leaning against the door, looking incredibly sexy in a pair of basketball shorts, a boxer strip showing, and a roughly cut muscle shirt showing her toned stomach.

"Thought you'd never get here." Don said, walking towards me.

I threw my arms around her neck and kissed her. She stumbled backwards before grabbing my waist and holding me against her.

Her lips were everything. Soft, warm, moist, and perfect. They moved in sync with mine in the most perfect way possible. She pulled away, "Save some for inside. Don't wanna give my neighbors a show."

I blushed slightly and went to grab some of my stuff. She grabbed the two boxes and I got the remaining bags carrying them into her house.

I dropped them on the floor and pounced on Don as soon as the boxes were no longer in her hands. She moaned into my mouth, lifting me and plopping on the couch.

She touched my hand and I winced. She stopped kissing me and grabbed it. I didn't even notice the bruise welling up on it. It was a deep and nasty purple and now it ached.

Don kissed it softly before noticing a small tear of skin. "Come on, let's get your hand cleaned up then you can explain to me how exactly that happened."

Way to ruin the moment hand. I was really about to get some that time. I sighed heavily and she smiled at me.

"Don't worry babe. You're still getting it." she said winking over shoulder at me.

She looked at me apologetically before dabbing peroxide on my hand. I bit my lip. I'm a big girl. I can take this. She laughed at me.

"You're a kid." she said, placing the band-aid over my hand.

I looked at the power puff girl band-aid and smiled at her. "You gave me a power puff girl band-aid but I'm the kid?"

"Yup." she said, popping the p in the word before climbing on the counter. "Go ahead and tell daddy what happened."

I laughed at her before sighing. "Mandolin confessed."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"She told me every single girl she cheated on me with. And she couldn't even remember them all." I said, shaking my head. "She then hugged me and I pushed her away. She was crying and it pissed me off. So I punched her in the face."

Don chuckled, "Atta girl."

I grabbed her face and kissed her again. She moaned into my mouth and we ended up fucking right there on the floor.

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