Josh's P.O.V
I drove the car throughout the winding streets of LA. The sun had gone down and it was just Victoria and I, in my new Ferrari. She wore a small black dress with a plunging neckline as well as strappy gold heels. Her bleached light hair cascaded past her shoulders.
She set her phone down and then sighed. "Can you stop staring at me like I'm some kind of painting?"
"You are a painting, Victoria," I flirted.
She sighed. "You're drunk, aren't you?"
"What makes you think that?"
"You're sucking up to me like the idiot that you are."
"And there's a problem with me complimenting you?"
"Yes, there is! Ever since that girl left you, you've been drinking a lot."
"Baby, I don't see what the issue is here. I'm an adult, Victoria!"
"I hate you when you're drunk, Josh. You'd think you're ego couldn't get any bigger but it does!"
"Whatever."
"You know, I saw you lusting over her at the restaurant. It's like I don't even exist to you anymore!"
"I did NOT look at her with lust, Victoria."
She sighed once again. "Stop fighting it, Josh."
"How do I stop fighting something that never started?"
She closed her eyes. "Drop me off here."
"On the side of the road?"
"DROP ME OFF HERE!"
I swerved to the side of the road and pressed my foot on the brakes. We came to complete stop.
"What's you're problem?" I
asked.
"What's my problem? My problem is you, Josh! I can't be with you, anymore!"
She got out of the car and slammed the door shut. I shrugged it off and continued to drive drunkenly through to traffic.
After only minutes more of driving, I accident out drove into a lamppost. I got out and immediately checked the front end.
There was a huge dent on the front and the hood hand been destroyed completely.
I frantically ran my fingers through my hair and then held my cell-phone to my ear.
"Hey, Victoria. I'm going to need you too pick me up."
"What? Why?"
"I may or may not have crashed your dad's car."
There was a silence and then the sound of her breathing heavily into the phone. "Sorry, JOSH! You're on your own."
"But baby-"
She ended the call.
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