My fighter(Matt Rempe imagines)

All my love(022)

"Come on Y/n let's go out tonight." Mimi says grabbing my arm pulling me out of my bed.

It's been days, weeks, wait no months since Matt and i broke up. Yet i'm still feeling...empty? I know i know, i shouldn't obsess over a boy. But he was different. And i mean that.

He made me feel alive, happy, loved, protected, cared for, did i mention loved? He was the first boy to show me what love actually is. Despite what everyone else said, he is my person. My. Person. Well, was.

I glance at Mimi. Her hazel eyes burning into mine. Practically screaming at me saying "get your ass up.". Something that happens often as i hate to admit.

Mimi is my best friend, has been since we were four. She knows my deepest secrets, my hatred for stuff and my love for stuff. She knows me better than i do. Honestly that's quite scary now that i think about it.

"I'm not saying it again. Get your ass up, now." She growls as she stares at me.

"Fine." I snap back and sitting up.

She smiles a stupid bright smile that makes my stomach feel sick. She walks over to my closet and pulls out a short strapless red dress.

"No, hell no." I say shaking my head.

"Oh yes, hell yes." She giggles.

I stare at her, my eyes saying "please don't make me do this.". She doesn't care. She throws the dress at me and i groan.

I get up and go to my bathroom, i change into the dress. I look at myself in the mirror. I will admit, i have a good body. I look at my closest and grab black heels.

I open the bathroom door and walk out and look at Mimi.

"Oh girl, girl, girl. Yes." She nods, looking me up and down.

"Shut up." I let out a giggle.

I haven't laughed in a while. It feels pretty good. Mimi snoops through my closet and finds a black dress with a deep V-line. She goes into the bathroom and changes, coming out with red heels in her hands.

She really does try and match me. I fucking love it.

"Now, we're going out. Getting drunk and not caring about stupid boys, got it?" She stares at me.

"Yes, yes." I nod.

"Good." She seems peppy.

She does my makeup and hair then hers. Then she drags me to her car and we get in.

I don't really know where we're going but i'm not asking. On the way there she's constantly checking her phone. I try to take some glances but every time i do she snatches her phone away.

What could this girl be hiding?

I don't bother asking, i know i'll get the same excuse. "You don't know them.". Like i give a fuck if i know them or not. I just don't like secrets being kept from me.

When we pull up to a bar i look at her confused.

"I thought we were going to a club?" I ask glancing back at the bar.

She lets out a light giggle.

"Funny." She says before getting out of the car.

I follow her moves and get out as well. She comes over, grabs my hand then drags me to the bar. When we walk in i'm hit with the small of cigarettes, alcohol, sweat, perfume and cologne.

But a certain cologne smell sticks out. His cologne.

I look at Mimi knowing she's planning something.