Treat Her Better Boy

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Julian's POV

My eyes felt like something was jabbing at them from the inside and my head was spinning. My whole body ached, especially my neck. I lifted my heavy eyelids and propped my elbows up just to fall back down. I whinced, digging my palms into my eye balls. Then came the nausea. Luckily there's was a bucket next to me, were I emptied out my insides to.

I realise I wasn't in the comfort of my apartment, I was on someone's couch. I looked around, it wasn't Nick's or Fab's place.

I put my hands to my face. "What the fuck", I groaned. I tried to think of what could've possibly happend last night. Drinking, a girl, more drinking. Fuck...

I heard a door open behind me, quickly snapping my attention to it. I sat up slowly, grabbing my head as the girl before me spoke. Juliet, was it?

"You'd probably like to know what the fuck happend", she said.
"Sure, why not", I said sarcastically. She took a seat on the coffee table in front of me.
"I met you at the bar and you were already pissed out of your mind. We made out in my car but you stopped me before anything happend. You know, I'm still mad about that."

"About what?" I honestly didn't know what the hell was happening right now.
"You're gay", she said, almost like a question. I chuckled, the things I say when I'm drunk.

"And then?" I motioned for her to continue.
"I ditched your ass, but I forgot my purse at the bar. When I went back to get it, you were passed out. The owner was gonna leave you on the street but I'm not a heartless bitch so I took you off his hands."

I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. "Thanks for that", I gave a small half smile. "Look I'm sorry. Can you please not mention what we did to anyone?"

"Is it because you're not really gay and you have a girlfriend?" She asked smartly. I glared at her for second but my look went soft.

"Yes. And I fucked up like the asshole I am. It's not the first time too so please", I almost went on my knees," Please, if I ever run into you on the streets with her, don't mention anything." I've never been this vulnerable to a stranger.

"Wow, she must be something if you're nearly crying over her."
She was something, and I've been treating her like nothing.

"Fine, I can tell you really love this girl. But I swear, if I see you in the streets and it's not with this girl, I will find her and tell her the truth because every girl deserves to know the truth." She threatend. Man, this chick was no joke.

I nodded, hanging my head. I stood up, taking the bucket to the bathroom. The least I could do for this girl was clean the puke out of her bucket while she was in kitchen making coffee.

After taking pain killers and having some coffee, I bid Juliet a good bye. "Thanks again, you don't know how much this means to me."
"No problem."

I waved over my shoulder as I walked away.
"Hey Julian!" I looked back.
"Treat her better." She said, pointing a finger at me. I gave her a nod and made my way back home. You've got a lot of fixing to do.

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