Snuff

Chapter 1

I've always loved showers, and no. This isn't an Orange is the New Black spin off. Honestly, don't you love the feeling of a nice warm, and steamy shower?  The feeling of this droplet of water slap onto your skin and roll down your body leaving a trail of its excess on the outer layer of your skin. 72 degree water hitting the top of your head and the back of your neck. It's a good feeling. It definitely  relieves the stress for me. And it washes it all away.
I've been standing in the shower for a good 20 minutes. Just letting myself soak it all up. Taking all the hot water so my roommate won't have any. I lifted my hands looking at the wrinkles starting to crease into my finger tips and I wiped my face and finally grabbed the shampoo. I had never taken this long in the shower before but after what had just happened I couldn't breathe, or speak. My roommate bangs on the door to tell me to get out so I don't waste water but I ignored her. I couldn't bring myself into the right reality at the moment. But I couldn't "unsee" what I seen. He cheated on me. He had his tongue in between her cleavage, squeezing her breasts and her panties dropped to her ankles and a condom packet on the floor. 4 years of a perfect relationship burnt to the ground. Everything we've ever fought for, permission from my parents, to the people who got in our way.. It was all for nothing. Absolutely nothing. My roommate, Claudia bangs on the door again. "Mila! Hurry the hell up! I have to be at the club at 7!!" And I sighed getting out and I wrapped my towel around my body. I hate my body sometimes. My towel wasn't long enough to cover my whole body, due to my breasts being as large as they are.  I had to use my dirty shirt to cover the rest holding my towel with one hand and covering with the other. Somehow I managed to open the door and she steps out of my way and I walked to my room and gently closed my door and let everything go. I was completely naked. Walking to my closet, I grabbed my outfit for the night and I got dressed and brushed my hair leaving wet and down. I barely put on any make up, I didn't bother with my eyebrows and I only did my eyeliner and a tad bit of mascara. I wasn't going out to impress anyone tonight. I sighed and slipped on my converse and left my room, going into the kitchen I  grabbed a bottle of water, phone, my wallet and my car keys and then I left out the back door. I went to my car and started it and put on Slipknot and I sighed closing my eyes for a second before singing along to one of my favorites "Snuff". I opened my eyes again and I drive away going far out from my apartment into the deep part of Los Angeles and I parked on the curb, locking my car. I walked inside this large but extremely well mannered bar and I sat down at the counter and the waiter came over.  "Jack and Coke please" I sighed "It's been a long day.." And he nods walking away making my drink. I look over seeing a guy with his girlfriend sipping wine and going over wedding arrangements and I just sighed looking down at my fingernails picking at them. The waiter came back over with a glass of jack and Coke and I put my arm out to take it when he hands it to a guy next to me and I just look at the guy "I kinda ordered first" and he laughs a little bit. "Oh I'm sorry."I say and he just smiled. I hadn't really looked at the guy until he put his hand out for me to shake. "I'm Ashley."he said and I looked up as if he was joking and I could see he was being 100% serious. I smile taking his hand shaking it. "Mila" and the waiter came back with my drink. But I was so consumed at looking at this guy's face. His cheekbones were so put together and his jawline was so sharp I could probably touch it and cut my finger. His smile was purposely smug, as if he wanted something from me and his chocolate brown eyes stared into me like as if I was a snack he was waiting to devour. He clears his throat and I snap out of being mesmerized and I take my glass. "So what's a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?" He says moving his seat over one to be closer to me. "My boyfriend cheated on me. He doesn't come down to downtown LA so I figured it'd be a nice spot to get drunk and not have to run into him."I sigh and remembered walking into his apartment again and I jump as Ashley touched my shoulder. "I'm so sorry to hear that.." And he looks at the bartender "We need shots. Stat" and the bartender  nods. I looked at Ashley again making sure to not look into his eyes. "You don't have to do that.. I mean I wasn't actually planning on getting drunk. I have to drive myself home.."I say and I sip my drink again. Ashley laughs to himself. "You clearly have no skill in depressed drinking." And I rose my eyebrow. "Who says I'm depressed??" "You clearly are. You're wearing yoga pants and a tank top with converse how more depressed can you get?" And I laugh and I roll my eyes. "Well I guess I am depressed" I sigh and sip my drink and I tightened my mouth swallowing the strong drink down and Ashley just laughs and chugs his drink down and I just sigh "I don't really drink that often. Whiskey isn't my strong suit."I say and and played with my fingers. I couldn't get my ex out of my head. I don't even want to think of his name. I sighed thinking of happy I was this morning. Of course it was our 3rd year anniversary. Of course I had stupid intentions of thinking he was going to propose to me. Of course I believed in us. I had no idea he has been acting on "going to work" only to go sleep with that.. that whore! I looked over and seen Ashley staring at me. "'Damn.. you really need to get drunk"He said. Only then did I realize that I had just said all of my thoughts out loud. I truly hate myself sometimes. I just took one of the shots the bartender brought over and shoved it down my throat.