Same Mistakes

chapter 3

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Also I'm going to keep the girls name a secret for now
And sorry for the wait x

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*T's pov*

As soon as I walked out of the building I felt the fresh air instantly hit my face, it was such a nice breeze! Honestly it's just what I needed. The only air I've had was the air that fills the gap in which my brain should be.
Memories of last nights rushed into my head repeatedly as I walked slowly back to my apartment.
The sudden urge to get drunk wasn't normal to me at all, but it wasn't exactly alien either. Sure I've had a few one night stands, -nothing to be proud of.- 3 to be precise but all that stopped when I met jack, turns out he was a real tube.
Don't get me wrong, he was a real sweetheart at the beginning but turned into a fucking asshole as time went by and you got to know him better.
And sure... We have lots of memories but badness out dos good in his case.

Learning how to trust is hard but trusting someone who failed to be trustworthy is risky and harder.
Me and jack have been done for about 2 months now and test I'm still not entirely over him. *insert sigh*
He was the only boy I've ever loved, well... Is the only boy I love.
I had to try and get rid of these stupid feelings because he ain't shit but a faker. (Wink)

I go out the odd drink with friends now and then but other than that I don't drink much.

As I walk inside I feel a rush of warmth hit my skin indicating there has been a big change in temperature.
I approach the lift and hear a buzz meaning the lift had reached ground floor.
The doors slid open revealing a woman around the same age, attempting to carry a rather large box.
I've seen her a few times going In and out the apartment buildings but have never talked to her before.
'Stupid, fucking, dumbass present' she curses and trips up out of the lift earning an unhappy woman even more pissed off.
'Erm need any help?' I chuckle, raising my eyebrows before offering my hand to help her up.
'That would be nice' she smiles politely, accepting my offer as she pulls herself off the ground.
'You take this side and I'll take the other side' I say, indicating where she was to hold and then grabbing ahold of the side I was to carry.

We lift the present.outside the lobby and sit onto the ground.
'Is someone picking it up or...?' I ask, straightening my dress.
'Erm yep, should be here any second if he's not late like he usually is.' She laughs.

I laugh along before saying a quick goodbye and heading inside.

As soon as I walked into my apartment I was faced towards my living room and Open planned kitching. I slam the door closed with my Left foot, sit my purse on The closest kitchen counter and slip my Black heels off my small feet and foolishly fling them carelessly to the ground to casually trip over them after getting a nice cold glass of water from the kitchen which resulted to me having freezing cold water dripping from the bottom of my dress and face planting to the ground.

I lift myself from the floor using my hands, making a frustrated Grunt escape my lips, a) because the water is f-ree-zing
B) because I hurt my knee
C) I know have to collect the broken glass.

Once I am finally standing on my feet again, I carefully pick up the larger pieces Of shattered glass and walk over to the small bin in my kitchen and drop it inside causing it to smash more once it hits the bottom. I collect my brush and shovel for the smaller pieces of glass that remain on the floor.