Baddest || MGK

DO BETTER

Song(s) that inspired this Chapter:

Kat Dahlia -"Do Better"

MARILYN

Groaning, I opened my eyes and was met with darkness. I would say I'm never going to drink again, but that would be a big lie. 'Hangover' was not the word to describe how I was feeling. I knew I was on the bus because of the simple fact I felt the motion underneath my body. I let out another groan as I rolled out of the bunk and onto the floor, how the fuck did I get back on the bus. I don't remember a fucking thing, on natural instincts I grabbed my phone which was on the floor, I pressed the power button and was met with twice as many notifications as I normally have. I pressed on Ashleigh's text message before typing in my password, I raised an eyebrow as I read it.

'What the fuck happened between you and K last night'

After licking my lips I pressed my home button, I opened my Instagram, and typed in Colson's username. I was surprised that the most recent picture was his and someone else's hands together showing off rings.

I clicked on it and it began loading slowly stupid ass reception. I ran my left hand through my semi knotted hair, only for my hair to get caught on my ring, halfway through untangling my hair I realized I don't wear a ring, once getting the ring from my hair I noticed it was a wedding band. I looked puzzled down at the gold ring, I glanced at the picture on my phone and it was Colson and I's hands. I scrolled down and my mouth dropped open his caption read.

'Married my best friend and love of my life last night, can't believe we finally did it. @maryjane93

P.s. I'll post some of the pictures from our wedding later'

My jaw was wide open, what the actual fuck? I dialed Colson's number and put it on speaker, I began pacing up and down the bus's aisle.

"Hello?" He answered, I could hear the smirk on his face, I was going to commit murder once I saw him in person.

"You piece of fucking shit-"

"What did I do?" He asked innocently, he was not helping the anger boiling inside me.

"Fuck do you mean, what did you do? You fucking took advantage of me being drunk and took me to elope with you" he went to speak but I cut him off, "as soon as I see you I'm going to fucking kill your tall, scrawny, white ass, I can't fucking stand you Colson, do you not think? If this was your plan to lock me down, you failed and you failed miserably. We are going to get this shitty excuse for a marriage an annulment, I swear to god if you were here right now I'd hurt you, delete the fucking picture too." I hung up, I gripped my hair, and screamed into a nearby pillow. My bus driver must think I'm crazy.

I can't stand him, I've been putting up with his big ear-having ass for almost 10 years, he gets more annoying as the years go on. We made a stop at a nearby gym that I happened to have a membership at, I worked out for a little and then proceeded to do what I came there for shower. When I was done we were back on the road. I was still beyond mad about what happened. Who did he even have to be our witness?

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I finished my last concert with a smile, I thanked everyone before exiting the stage. We weren't too far from L.A. so the trip home was short, we arrived at my house at 2 a.m., I thanked my bus driver Samuel for helping me with my few duffle bags. I said my goodbyes before unlocking my door. I dropped my bags on the floor before shutting and locking the door, my house was still slightly a mess from the break-in, but it wasn't horrible. I turned on my t.v. To be met with MTV's own, Jackass.