Heart stuck on you

Chapter 2

AMY’S POV:

“I heard faint notices so I quickly turned the door knob and froze....."

I walked in to see mason naked on top of some girl, they both looked up and I realised it was crystal my best friend, before they had the chance to say anything I ran out the door with tears spilling down my cheeks, I made my way to the front door and left historically breaking down of crying.

I finally reached my house after running a mile to get here, I found my key in my gold sparkly purse knowing no one was home I picked it out and fumbled it in the dark trying to see which one to use, I heard screaming coming down my street but I ignored it and went back to opening the door, I finally found the purple shiny key and shoved it in the key hole, I swung the door open as I began to walk I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around to see the sight of mason panting sounding like he had been running a marathon, his hair was all ruffled and sweaty he took a couple seconds to regain his normal breathing pattern before he started to say my name “Am..” I cut him off before he could even have the chance to apologise “SAVE IT! All I need to know is how long…” I stared him down making him regret even coming to my house; he took a few seconds to think of the right things to say he took a step back and said “what do you mean how long?” “Are you fucking dumb, you know exactly what I’m talking about, HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN SLEEPING WITH MY BEST FRIEND? He didn’t seem surprised by my comment, he looked down and didn’t say anything he just stood there avoiding my eye contact, I tapped my foot waiting for an answer I stared at him and realised that look he had in his eyes was the same look he had in his eyes earlier at the lockers full of guilt and shame, that look was all it took for me to believe that this was not a onetime thing between them. I started to tear up but I didn’t want him to know I was crying  so I looked him straight in the eyes and said “I never want to speak to you again, never call me, never text me , and never come to my house again” I shed one last tear which he had obviously seen because he lifted his shaken up hand to my puffed up cheek “please Amy just listen to me” he whispered, usually this is what he does to me every time we fight he turns on his charm to make be fall for him but this time it didn’t work this time all I felt was hatred for him, ever since I started dating him he has turned me into a person I don’t even recognise anymore he doesn’t even know a thing about me I have a hard time trusting people and I never completely let him into my life, I use to be such a controlled person, happy all the time. But a few things happened in my life to change that now all I do is party and drink and I strongly believe if I don’t change it could be the death of the true me. I was so deep in thought thinking that I hadn’t realised that his hand was still stroking my cheek, I snapped my mind back to reality and stepped away from him “I can’t do this anymore with you mas you’re never going to change and I am just going to keep getting hurt, I need to put my life back on track”, with that I walked inside and shut the door I slid down the back of my door and broke out in tears, I got up and went to my room and grabbed the bottle of vodka placed in the second draw of my bedside table that was hidden under the books placed above it, I sat down on the bed and I skulled the vodka down my throat the burning sensation made me throw my head back in agony, most people enjoy drinking straight vodka but for me it’s the only way it took my worries away. The last thought I had before passing out on my bed was

“Tomorrows going to be the worst birthday ever”