The 11:11 wish {H R au}/not continuing

Emotiomaly drained

Rose's p.o.v
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Brandon: I'm just saying you could do better

Rose: Why the are you saying this, what is your reason

Brandon: It's nothing. I'm sorry just stressed

Rose: what's the real reason. Is it because all those rumors, are they true

His face was apologetic, guilty, and completely obvious to the answer
The answer being yes
Rose: How fuxking dare you. Why would you tell me you love me just so I can find out you were cheating. And not just with anyone, with Kristen.

I shook my head, grabbing my jacket and scooting out of the booth

Brandon: Sit Rose

Rose: You're disgusting

Brandon: If you'd sit the hell down and let me explain

Rose: No matter the reason, you cheated. I don't care.

I slump into the cushion covering the back of the booth seat

Brandon: She told me that you cheated on me with Grayson. And I believed her

Rose: Scratch disgusting you're sicking, horrible. I don't know why I would trust you if you couldn't do the same. I denied all the rumors just to find out they were true, and followed by the cheapest most used excuse ever.

I laugh, the laugh isn't the kind that's from something funny. But the laugh when you find something out that's unbelievable. And this was a time for that laugh.

Brandon: It's true ask her

Rose: you tell me you love me, tell me you cheat, give the worst excuse ever and then. I roll my eyes and shake my head tell me to ask the person you cheated on me with. What is your problem.  You're right I could do better.

I finish scooting out of the booth heading out of busy restaurant, the people who were seated around us gave me sad eyes, they must of heard. I give a small smile and walk out. Brandon was following behind and I wasn't having his shi.t.

Brandon: Rose I'm sorry it wasn't even that serious

I face him slowly, and scoff. I wasn't even fully turned when my hand was forcefully placed on his cheek

Rose: it's that serious

He reached for his cheek a red mark already showing up. He walked past me without another word. That's how it should have been from the start. I sat at a small wooden bench near the entrance starring at the Saturday night rush of traffic.

Person: Uh are you ok

The voice came from my left clear and deep even over all the car noises. I turn my head slowly to get a look at the voice. He was tall, handsome, and seemed kind.

Rose: What answer do you want

Person: The one that will tell me the truth

Rose: Rose

Person: Chris

Chris sat next to me leaving about a foot in between us, I twisted my body to face him a little. The closer he is I can tell he has blue eyes, brownish blonde hair, and nice lips

Rose: The boy I was with is my boyfriend, no was my boyfriend. He told me he loved me, and I choked so I didn't say anything. It was like 2 minutes before he spoke saying that "I could do better " so I asked why, questioning if it was because the rumors being that he cheated on me with this girl Kristen

Chris: Kristen what's her last name?

Rose: I think it's Andrews

Chris: I've heard of her. Go on

Rose: He told me and then gave me the excuse that she told him I cheated on him with Grayson

Tears I was holding started to come back to the brim of my eyes. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder rubbing softly

Rose: I'm sorry I'm telling you this its just

Chris: It's ok I asked, how about I give you my number and you text me when you feel like it

He read me his number as I typed it in. I put my phone away and wiped away some tears, his family came out and he left with a small wave. I walked slowly down the busy street, tired, crying, and yet emotionally drained. I reached back home around 11:46 still not sleeping tell 3 am

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Kristen is a bit.ch and I wanted some drama