Tessa, Both cheat, Ashton, Sad ending,
What do you do, when you wake up with a massive headache, in a strange bedroom, with someone sleeping next to you?
You'd think you would have had a hookup, no big deal, right?
Well, add in the fact you have a boyfriend/girlfriend and that person sleeping next to you isn't him/her. What would you feel? Panic.
That's what I felt. Regret, guilt, sadness. I felt dirty, unloyal, that I cheated on my boyfriend of three years. I felt scared, what would he do if I told him? I felt dirty and that dirt would not come off after 369 showers.
I quickly get up, trying not to wake up the mysterious boy next to me. I get dressed in the clothes I apparentally wore last night and gathered my things. And, soon but not soon enough, I was out the door.
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I was driving for awhile, thinking if I should go home or not.
I pulled in the parking lot, deciding I'm going to tell Ashton as soon as possible.
I quickly unlock the door, and run to the living room, to be greeted with an unpleasant suprise.
A redhead was sitting on Ashton's lap and they were heatedly making out. Well, great.
His eyes saw me and quickly knocked the redhead out of his lap.
"I'll go now," The girl said.
I didn't know what to say. I had no right to be mad at him, I did the same thing. So, I sat down on the sofa and cried. Cried for me, cried for my relationship, cried for Ashton.
"Tessa, it's not what it looks like," Ashton said and quickly got on his knees, hugging me.
"It doesn't matter," I sob out, feeling sad and guilty.
"It does and I am so fucking sorry. It was a mistake," He cries out, his head resting in my lap. It was the first time I saw him crying.
"It doesn't matter 'cause I did it, too," I sobbed and he looked at me.
"You, you cheated on me too?" He asked. I nod slowly.
"How many times?" He asks.
"How many times do you think? Once. And I hate the feeling. I had three showers and I still feel dirty. I hate myself for it. You don't deserve me, you should leave me," I sob out even more.
"It isn't only my fault. You cheated, too,"He fought.
"I did it once. And I hate myself for it. You did it three continous times. Do you even feel guilty?" I shouted.
"Fine. I'll leave," He says and gets up.
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After awhile, he comes out of our room, his bags packed. I get up.
"Maybe we just need a small break," I say.
"Small breaks lead to break ups, you know that."
"I know," I whisper.
"Can I have one last hug?" He asks. I hug him, enjoying his hugs possible for the last time.
"Goodbye," He says.
"Goodbyes are forever and we aren't broken up. We're just taking a break. Let's use, I'll see you around."
"See you," He said as he opened the front door. He looked at me one more time and he walked out, closing the front door.
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