Chapter 32: Here.
" Did you fuck her?"
"....."
"DID YOU FUCK HER?"
"No.." Winter said, quietly.
"You fucked her.... then came to me! Oh my god, I need to shower... I just need to-"
"Bridget-"
"NO....WE. ARE....DONE!!!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face. I walked away.
I walked away.
I was officially done.
I grabbed my shit as Winter quickly threw on some sweats. He followed me around.
"Listen, we can-"
"I am done talking! It's done, Winter. It is done. The project is over, I'm graduating so.... why am I still here?" I asked him and myself. I laughed like a maniac. "Why am I still...here?" I grabbed my purse and left out to my car. Winter followed.
"Just please....."
"Screw you." I growled. "Freak!" I then pulled out of the driveway, driving away.
It's over.
"You think you know somebody..."
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I sat at home, talking to my fiancé.
"Awe, I'm sorry that your boyfriend didn't work out."
"Yea..how about you and Clyde?"
"Things are okay. Taking it slow, you know?"
"Yes, like I should've with Winter.."
"Now do not blame yourself! He's the one being a lil hoe." I laughed at his reply.
"True, I just don't know how to get over him. I really like him....maybe even love.."
"Awe, baby.."
"Maybe I'm wrong. I don't know."
"Well what I always say is to get over a man, sink your teeth into a new one."
"I don't have luck with men who aren't crazy." I sighed. Andy was living proof of that. "Well I will leave you to your date. Bye." When he said bye, I hung up the phone and watched some more of The Bachelor.
My phone started to buzz and my eyes widened when I seen who was calling.
Christopher.
"Hello?" I spoke, not expecting him to call me.
"Hey, what's up?"
"The Bachelor."
"Want some company??"
"Sure?"
"Sweet. Text me the directs." He then clicked off.
Erm.... Okay.
That wasn't weird. And I'm so not ready to move on but I guess company is okay. I walked into the bathroom as I sent him the address and almost dropped my phone looking at my reflection.
Sloppy bun, red puffy eyes, and cookie crumbs on the side of my face. A white tank top with a green mint icecream stain on my left boob, and my black boy short undies.
I pulled my hair down and styled it into a neat bun, washed my face and applied some concealer, mascara, lip balm, powder, and blush. I put on a white baby tee crop top, some black ankle length tights, and some pink fuzzy socks. I sprayed a little bit of perfume and smirked.
Way better.
My mom and dad were too busy having sex in nice hotels so I didn't have to worry about them.
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I showed Christopher to my room.
"Girly."
"Shut it." I laughed as he sat on my bed. I checked him out. A light blue v neck, dark navy skinny jeans, and white converse.
"So why did you randomly want to show up?" I asked him, smirking and sitting next to him on my bed.
"Dunno. It's the weekend and I had no shows and everyone was busy so I called you." He grinned, nudging my arm.
"The last resort." I giggled.
"Yep."
We watched some Ridiculousness on tv and ate a few snacks within the hour. Thumper was nice company. He made me laugh hard, and he didn't judge me or made anything awkward. It felt like my problems didn't exist.
"Imma go to the bathroom, Thumper."
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"Imma go to the bathroom, Thumper."
I smiled at Bridget as she got up.
"Take your time." I winked at her. Catching her blush, I watched her sexy figure walk into the bathroom.
I leaned back on her bed, thinking things I could do to her that made my jeans get a little tighter.
I felt a buzz that freaked me out, only to find it was Bridget's phone.
Winter was calling.
I grinned hard, picking it up.
"Hello?"
"Who's this?" He answered back.
"Thumper. Why are you calling my girl?"
"Yours? That's my girl and I'm coming to get her."
"We'll be too busy to let you in." I hung up on him and put her phone on silent before she walked back in.
"Missed me?"
"So much, that it was unbearable." I joked. She laughed and sat in her original spot.
"Did someone call?" Bridget asked, looking at her phone.
"Winter did."
"You answered?"
"Yea. I didn't say anything really, he just threatened me over the phone that he was going to reclaim his "piece of ass". I'm guessing that's you."
"Not anymore." Bridget sighed and put down her phone.
"What happened?"
"You know, boys will be boys."
"Ah, that's your problem." I smirked.
"What?" She said, curious.
"You, my dear, needs a Man." I took her left hand and gently kissed it. She blushed apple red and looked away.
"Thanks but I think I'll be okay for now." She pulled her hand and started to gaze at the tv again.
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The Stoner Project
Random" Smile a little more," Winter teased, taking another picture of me. We were at his apartment, with no electricity and little sister at his grandma's. "I can't. It's raining and rain puts me in a sad mood." I told him, fluffing his hair as he took a...
