Where We Left Off

Chapter 14

The drive towards the bar that Sofia message me took fifteen minutes to get there. Alex and Lindy finished my third drink, I got two straws so they can share while I gulped down my water, giving me addition thirty minutes - enough time where I'm not completely ditching my friends for work and sober enough to drive. I'm never going to be anywhere near a vehicle when there's alcohol is in my system. I cannot repeat that night again. I barely remember anything from that night, only the fact I woke in a hospital bed and my relationship ended with a one-sided breakup. 

After leaving Jacks to deal with his melodrama, I went back the party and hangout with Lindy for the rest of the night. It was the graduation party, the hostess was my rival since middle school and throughout high school. I don't know what I done to that girl but she been gunned for me since we were twelve. The sad thing is she was best friends with me and Lindy, then beginning of eighth grade, she drop us for the popular girls.

Lindy and I were dancing and drinking tequila shots. For a little while I forgotten my fight with my boyfriend, but I didn't sit well with me. We been fighting for the last couple months, arguing about our future, no matter how much we love each other. Some reason our dreams are pulling us on opposing directions and we hate it. Because I never want to stand in-between Jacks' dreams and I know he'll feel the same. I was waiting in line with Lindy for the bathroom, letting her know I'm going to find Jackson, she rolled her eyes, then drunkly smile, telling me go get your man. I gave her a side hug, and wander around the house to find him and nothing. I tried calling and texting him but no answer. I decided to go in the kitchen to grab a cup of water and some chips, I'm cutting myself off for the rest of the night. Leaning against the white counter and drinking second cup, Jacks finally responded back to me.

Upstairs. I wanna talk.

Same, wya?

Upstairs, one of the bedrooms, third door on the right.

On my way. I love you.

I don't why I texted him I love you, all I know I want us to be good again. I finished my water and head upstairs, I see people sitting on the steps, empty cups and crumbs over the floor. So glad this is not my house, because my dad will probably kill me, or worse keep me from going out of state for college. Once I got up the second floor, there's high school sweethearts either making out or breaking up, a girl yelling in the guy's face for dumping her again. A couple kissing against the wall, somehow they're holding their spot for the bathrooms. People around them too much on their phones to acknowledging what's happening right next's to them. I check my phone for a respond and there's nothing, as soon I opened the bedroom door and turned on the lights, and in that moment I instantly regret.

"JACKSON. WHAT THE FUCK?!" I shouted, I can't believe what I'm seeing. I refuse I to believe what I'm witnessing. 

My boyfriend on his back, and a half-naked girl is straddling on his lap. She was kissing up his neck and his hands are resting on her waist. Once, he made eye contact with me, he shoved the girl off of him. She cursed and face me too. I realized who the bitch is, "Tara?" I yelled.

She just grinned. 

"Oh my God. I can't..., I...." I'm too in shocked, I turned around and rushed out the room.

"Wait. No, wait!" I refuse to listen to his bullshit excuses. I'm running down the hallway, almost tripping down the stairs. "Lindy, I swear it's not what it looked like!" Jackson hollering behind me, I feel like he's up to my toes. I'm shoving people out of my way and rubbing off my tears running down my cheeks. Thinking over, everything I put up with Jackson and our relationship, but this is final. I never thought he ever cheat on me, and with her - out of any girl - is the ultimate betray. I spot the front door, and got out of the house. I'm holding my head, trying to stop crying but I can't. This hurts so much, my heart is beating so hard like a machine. I realized that if my heart stops it will be better than breaking, more than it was already is. Rubbing my eyes, not giving a shit that mascara is all over my face. "Lindy!" I hear Jackson coming my name again, I can't face him. I run down the street without looking and everything went black.