Who Do You Want? {DISCONTINUED}

||chapter nineteen||

A lot cursing/swearing is presented in this chapter. This chapter is not PG. Viewer Discretion is advised.

~I walked in and closed the door before looking up. I backed up against the door and held my chest in fear and shocked, "We need to talk."~

||Seth||

"How the hell did you get in here?" She asked, a little taken back by presence. "I still have the other keycard." I replied, seriously, waving the keycard as she stepped towards me.

"Get out, Colby." She demanded, causing me to chuckle. "Hey, calm down. I just want to talk."

"Then talk to someone else because I don't wanna talk to you. Leave."

"Tone it down a notch, ok? I'm not doing anything to you." I defended myself and she was getting irritated. "You're bothering me." She replied with her arms crossed.

"Then I'll be quick so I can leave you alone." I raised my hands in defense as I got up from the bed. "I just wanted to tell you that I love you, Mercedes. And I know, I cheated on you and you have the right to be mad at me but do we really have to break up, Mercedes?" I questioned and she crossed her arms, giving me her sad stare.

I got her right where I want her.

"You're the thing I love waking up for. You're my life. And someday I want to make our relationship official. We could get married and start the family you've always wanted. Isn't that what you want?"

"It is," She replied but before I could respond, she continued, "But I don't want to marry someone who cheats on me and then comes back to me, thinking apologizing is going to work."

"Mercedes, two years." I raised up two fingers and stated, sadly as I felt my heart beat, harshly, out of my chest. Then my eyes shifted to her neck, where I saw a huge hickey.

Anger ran throughout my body as I laughed, "So that's how it is?" I asked her, leaving her confused. Before she could say anything, I shouted, "Who the fück gave you that hickey?"

She flinched at the volume of my voice but I didn't care, I was beyond mad. "You're a fücking slut. How do you just break up with me and go fuck someone else?" I growled, completely raged.

She stood there frightened and tears were threatening to come pouring down her eyes, "You're a stupid, worthless, dumb whore," I harshly stated and that's when a tear fell out of her eye. I hated to see her cry but this time, I honestly don't care.

"I bet it was that stupid Irish guy right? He did that." I pointed at it and she covered it.

"Well he could have you because if you want me to be honest, I never did love you, Mercedes." I stated, evilly laughing and watching tears pour out of her eyes. "I fücking used you. Remember when I asked you out and I had sex with you the same night? I surely do. And I remember that I knew you were a whore. Spreading your legs to whoever you liked. And now you suddenly like this Bálor guy and you had sex with him. Nothing new. You haven't changed." I said, bluntly.

"Get the hell out, Colby." She demanded in a low tone of voice. Then she got louder, "GET THE HELL OUT!!"

I stood up and immediately walked to the door. I gripped the doorknob and this is when a hint of guilt washed over me when I heard her sobbing. I didn't mean anything I said. I was just angry. But now I know there no going back from this.

I opened the door and walked out of there, knowing I messed up real bad.

||Sasha||

I sat on my bed, crying my eyes out. I'm not a whore. I'm not a slut either. Or I'm I both?

No, what he said isn't true. I'm neither of those. I've done nothing wrong to be labeled as those names. I just had sex with Finn. It's not like me and Colby were together at the time. Then that would have made me a slut.

It still hurts for him to call me that. And to tell me that he never loved me. So basically I wasted 2 years of my life loving him when he didn't love me back.

I do still love him and to hear all of that from him, hurts a lot. What if he isn't lying? What if Finn thinks of me the same way Colby has? What if Finn is just using me for sex?

Finn isn't like that though. He's been my friend for years and I know him like the back of my hand. He has never treated anyone wrong yet I still have all these negative thoughts circulating my mind.

Why is this so difficult? Why I'm I thinking like this?

I need to talk to someone. Not to Finn because his first instinct would be to beat up Colby and I can't have that.

I know. I have to speak to Ambrose.

I almost fell asleep but I didn't (thank the lord) so I'm not late GH834H  😂😂😂