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Explaining Gone Wrong

After a very emotional night with Anthony, I tried everything to get me and Kate alone. She brought her boyfriend everywhere and even on the spa day I planned for us, she brought her boyfriend. Finally, I decided I was just going to visit her at her house which is why, at eleven on a Tuesday night, I got in my car and sped off to Gregory drive, on the coast of California.

Since I knew where her extra key was, I grabbed it and opened the door. I knew she was home because she didn't go clubbing and worked at home on Tuesdays. when I walked upstairs, I heard a bit of shuffling in her bedroom. there wasn't a car in her driveway so no one was here other than her.

First I went to the bathroom. When I walk in, I smell her lavender bath salt and admire her rainfall shower. Once I'm done doing my business I walked back downstairs and made some coffee for her and I. it was going to be a late night.

When I was done making coffee, I walked upstairs and opened her door. She immediately covered herself with her comforters, obviously naked.

And next to her?

Anthony.

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The next day
*4 missed calls from Anthony*

*18 missed calls from Kate*

I was currently in my bed. Crying. I missed the eggs he always made me after our nights together. I missed how he used to snuggle me when I was on my period and was emotional. I missed him. And there was nothing anyone could say to change that.

I had a shoot later but I heard Kate was going to be there, so I'm not going. She makes a ton of money off my shoots and right now, she doesn't deserve any. I knew I was going to have to face her eventually but right now just wasn't the time.

My phone started to ring, snapping me out of my pity party. I didn't even look at the name and answered the call. When I heard his voice I immediately let out a groan of frustration. "What do you want Anthony? Make it quick, my ice cream is melting." I said in a dry voice. I was truly pissed and wasn't going to spend my day talking to this douchebag. "I want to explain. Please just let me explain. Come to dinner with me? At the bird?" Most of the city knew 'the bird' meant Tweety's Café. "Fine. Six sharp okay? And this is NOT a date.", "Got it. Six. Meet me there."

Shortly after, at four, I started to plan my outfit. I was going to show this man what he was missing. I grabbed my black pencil skirt and a loose blouse and tucked it into my skirt. The skirt barely went below my ass and was high waisted. The blouse was more business like and made my already nice boobs look bigger. With that, I grabbed some red pumps and put on some red lipstick, concealer, and mascara and walked out the door.

When I reached my car, I looked in my purse and realized I forgot my keys. I went in and got my keys and grabbed my pepper spray, just in case. I got in my car and sped off to The Bird.

___________________________twenty minutes later at the bird

I spotted Anthony at the back already in his seat. "Ma'am would you like a table?", "No thanks, my date is here." I walked over to the table and sat down. He had already ordered drinks for me, white wine. When the waiter came I turned and said, "Can I get some sprite, too?" He obediently walked off to get my sprite.

"So," I said. "How long have you been fucking my friend?"I asked him. He took a second to reply and finally said, "I don't know, since we met?" I chuckled and looked him in the eye and slipped my shirt down a little, making him put his eyes on my breasts. Just to make him embarrassed I said loudly, "Excuse me, my eyes are up here." Earning him dirty looks from the people beside us. I took a sip of my sprite and said, "I'm going to the ladies room." I sauntered my way off and did my business.

When I came back from the bathroom, I noticed that half my wine is gone. I shook it off and took a drink of my sprite, and felt a weird tang in my mouth. Maybe they gave me some Sierra mist. They always put to much soda flavoring in that shit. I shrugged it off and took another drink.

After a few more drinks, I was feeling straight up tipsy. I shook my head and took a drink of my water before finishing off my sprite. That's when I realized half my wine is gone. I didn't drink any. I feel tipsy. I slowly put the pieces together with my drunk mind.

Someone put alcohol in my drink. And the only person who is smart enough to do that would be Anthony.

I slapped him and walked out of the restaurant.

He followed after me yelling. "What the fuck was that Nicole?". "That was for you spiking my god damn drink. Get the fuck away from me. Im calling a cab.". He was not pleased to hear that and said "I will drive you home and call a tow truck to drop off your car, ok?", "Fine, Anthony. I'm coming."

I got in his car and called a tow truck.

We arrived at his house at eight. When we got inside, he handed me a glass of water. But it wasn't water. It was scotch. And he was trying to get me drunk.

As soon as I was drunk he wrapped his arms around my waist and un-tucked my blouse. He pulled it up over my shoulders and head, leaving my lacy bra for all eyes to see. I whimpered and he slid me skirt sown my legs and slowly kissed my back until he got to my thong. Because of the pencil skirt I had to wear a thong but he doesn't know that so he asks me why I dressed up for him and I reply that I didn't. My straight hair tumbles down my shoulders as he undoes my bun.

I knew somewhere that he was just taking advantage of my drunken state but I went along with it not knowing that I would regret it. I bent down and unbuckled his pants.
___________________________The next morning

I woke up in his bed the next morning with sore legs and a massive headache. We must've fucked like rabbits. I kept thinking that I was a terrible person as I slipped on my clothes. I slapped him before running out the door and walking to taco bell and calling a cab. All I remember is drinking scotch before heading to the bed.

When I got home I immediately took some medicine for hangovers and took the day after pill because I don't remember if he used a condom. I got an alert on my phone saying I had a shoot for a bikini. In thirty minutes. "Shit!" I cursed under my breath. I grabbed the first thing I could find and grabbed some taco bell on the way there. I had no makeup on and only sweats and a t-shirt that was far too big for me.

I was five minutes late when I pulled up to the shoot. I walked inside and got stares from everyone because I had no makeup on, at all. I was rushed over to the hair and makeup table and they straightened my hair just to put extensions in. They finished the look by curling all my hair. They put natural makeup on besides red lipstick. They stuffed me into a black 1950s style bathing suit. I get to keep all my modeling outfits and, boy, I cant wait to take this out and wear it to the beach.

This chapter sucked the goddamn life outta me. My business email is btlwattpabusiness@gmail.com dont forget !!!THERE IS NO D IN MY EMAIL!!! Also, i am looking for a new cover so dont be afraid to email me covers that you guys made for the book:)