10: accidentally singing

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He was drunk. The man that killed my father, the man that caused me to lose my heart. Drunk.

He survived but my father had to pay the price for that mans mistake.

I always wondered how that made sense. I had countless nights awake so frustrated because it wasn't fair. Why did my dad, a good man have to die because of some drunk driver?

I promised myself from that day I would never drink. I would not want to be the cause of something terrible like that. And when I saw Chase drunk... It only brought back bad memories.

Wes had woken me up after my nightmare but had quickly fallen back asleep next to me. I, however, had not been able to fall back asleep since. And now it's 4:03am and I'm lying wide awake.

Suddenly, I hear my phone vibrate from beside me and I quickly, but discreetly, get out of bed to go and answer it. Not bothering to look at the contact, I put the receiver to my ear once I get out of Wes' earshot. I don't want to wake him up.

"Uh, hello?"

I wait a few seconds while the line is silent.

"Talia"

I crinkle my nose. Tyler Collins. Funny how from one word I can already tell who it is. I pull the phone from my ear and read the contact name just to be sure

'don't answer' it says.

I sigh and put it back to my ear.

"What do you want, Tyler? And why the hell are you calling me at 4 freaking am"

Well to be honest, the fact that I despise Tyler is probably the reason I'm so grumpy. Usually I would blame it on my lack of sleep, but my Tyler hatred has that factor beat.

"I want you,"

He says and I can literally see the smirk on his face.

"And to be honest I didn't think you'd answer the call"

I groan. I'm really wishing I hadn't. However something is stopping me from hanging up.

"Well too bad Tyler. I'm not as naïve and stupid as I was when I went after you. I'm not falling for any of your bullshit lies anymore."

I don't know where this spicy confidence was coming from, but I liked it. Yes Talia! Go you for standing up for yourself!

I hear him sigh on the other line.

"Listen, about what happened at the party... You really never did let me expla—"

I could feel my blood starting to boil before I snapped. And oh when I snap, it is never good.

"Explain—Explain?? What the hell is there to explain, Tyler? I was the stupid innocent girl. The one you just wanted to get your way with and toss to the side like the rest of them. Well you know what? It's not going to happen—not with me. I wasted so many tears and restless nights on you, Tyler. And for what? You are truly a piece of shit. You are a jerk and I seriously pity and girl who goes after you. After you had the audacity to do what you did to me at that party, that was it. I'm not going to sit around on my sorry ass and wait for you to come around, calling me in the middle of the night claiming to 'want me'. I actually liked you Tyler, I really did. And you made me feel special, I'm not going to lie. I thought you were different. How fucking dumb was I to think that? I know people don't change and that's why I never, ever want anything to do with you Tyler Collins. I hope any girl you ever truly like has enough brains to know to stay away. Popularity isn't everything and if that's really the reason for what you did to me, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry because you think that's important. And I pity you. I forgive you for what you did, though. Because if it weren't for that night, I never would have been forced to get over you and I never would have met Wes, who by the way is my boyfriend who actually cares about me more than a stupid popularity status. I hope that you can find it in your heart deep deep down to stop being so conceited and thinking everyone's head is so far up your ass and truly come to terms with the fact that you aren't shit. You make me rue the day I ever felt any type of feelings towards you. But you know what, you aren't worth anymore of my breath. I hope you have a good fucking life, Tyler Collins and I hope to every god that I will never have to see you, speak to you, or hear from you ever again. Good fucking bye. Have a nice night."

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