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Break Up With Ricky

~Your POV~

I went to California for my aunt's wedding. I decided to go because I felt bad if I didn't show up and because her ex-husband was a dick to her and I hope this one will be better. I was in California for about two or three weeks deciding to stay there a little longer to just look around and be free from home. The thing that I REALLY hate is the fucking heat! I had to go out in shorts or skirts with crop tops or tank tops. Today is my last day in California so I'm going to celebrate it the right way which is going out to drink with some friends that I met here.
~Five Hours Later~
When I went to the bar called Funky Monkey I was wearing black shorts with a black tank top and a Black Craft Cult sweater. My friend Juliet ordered me something called Sex On The Beach and I got no fucking idea on what that is but it was so fucking strong I got wasted by drinking three. A lot of guys asked me too dance but I said no too all of them, I mean I may be wasted but I still remember that I have a boyfriend back home and I will never cheat on him because sometimes a simple dance with two drunk people sometimes leads to something more. The last thing I remember was Juliet calling someone to take me home and the rest is just blank.
~Next Morning~
I woke up with a pounding headache, god I hate hangovers. I checked my phone and realized that I have an hour left before my plane leaves which means I have an hour to do everything. I quickly got up and started to pack all my shit and call a cab to take me too the airport. It took me 20 minutes to pack my stuff and a 20 minute ride to the airport. Once I got there I boarded the plane and waited till it took off. When I was siting down a guy with green eyes and pale skin, black hair and dressed in black sat next to me.
"Hey I'm Thomas" he said sticking his hand out for me to shake.
"Y/N" I said back to him.
"So....you single?" he asked me.
"Nope, I'm dating someone and I really love him." I said to him. Before I met Ricky my life was hell but he was there to make it better. I love Ricky with all my heart and I will never do anything to hurt him.
"Oh well that sucks" he said to me causing me to blush for some reaosn. On the whole trip the both of us kept on talking and when we where getting off the plane he asked for my phone number asking if we could be friends and me being me said yes. I kept on calling Ricky to come pick me up at the airport but he didn't answer so I just called a cab to take me home. When i got home I paid the man and got out. I took my keys out and opened the door and set my bags down. I was making my way upstarts to the bathroom when I heard moaning comeing from Ricky's and I's bedroom. I went to check and I wish I haven't. Ricky was laying on his back with my bestfriend bouncing up and down on him. I felt tears streaming down my face.
"Ricky" I said in almost a whisper but it was loud enough to make them look up.
"Oh umm...Y/N this isn't what it looks like" he said getting off the bed and putting his clothes on.
"Oh really Ricky really, I'm out of the house and you do this to me and with my best friend!" i said to him screaming. I looked into his eyes the they where full of regret and I saw tears forming in them also.
"You know Ricky we're done, I love you but it seems that you don't" I said walking downstairs. I heard footsteps follow behind me and I knew it was Ricky meaning my 'friend' is still upstairs. I went to the door and picked up me bags ready to leave.
"Y/N please don't go, please Y/N, I do love you, you are my world and my everything, I need you Y/N, please don't break up with me, please!"Ricky said through his tears.
"No Ricky! I trusted you and you ruined it. I don't know if I will be able to forgive you but we are done Ricky, and I'm not the bad guy, you are" I said leaveing the house ignoring Ricky screaming for my name begging me too stay but I didn't listen. I called Thomas asking him if I could crash at his place, no longer wanting to live where everything came crashing down.