[Dec. 10, 2019 #1 in JBFF]
The bad boys always want the good girl to be bad for them but what happends when the bad girl wants the good boy to be bad just for her?
"You are way too good," she said to me.
"Way too good?" I asked, raising my eyebrow...
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I stood in front of the mirror and was doing my make up for the day. Despite of being at a party last night and staying up very late, I didn't feel exhausted or tired, which was never the case especially not when I drank alcohol.
I bet God wanted to be extra nice to me today because he know I had plans and for those plans I had to be in good shape.
It was around two in the afternoon when I was done getting ready and I still had a little bit of time before I had to go out. I hadn't seen Juliana since last night at the party so I decided that it would be the best if I looked for her to see how she was doing because she had been very drunk last night.
Like always, I went into her bedroom first but instead of finding my best friend I found an empty bed which meant that she was either somewhere in the apartment or that she had stayed at somebody else's place but I didn't think that, that was the case because she would've texted me that and I had gotten nothing from her since last night.
Entering the living-room, I saw Juliana lying on the couch as she stared at her phone with a blanket wrapped around her body like a cocoon. She heard me walking in because she stopped looking at her phone and lifted her head a little to look at the direction where I stood. "Loyce hey!" Juliana greeted, moving a little forward which caused her to almost fall off the couch. I didn't want to laugh but a small laughter still emited from my mouth to which she gave me a glare. "Where the hell where you last night? I looked for you everywhere," she said, her tone very serious this time as she talked and that's when I knew I was in trouble.
"I left around three," I answered her. "Why didn't you call me though?" I asked her then and at the same time I scrolled to my recent calls to check if I had maybe missed her trying to contact me.
"My phone died. Nobody saw you leave and I got worried. You always let me know when you leave so please don't stop doing that."
I felt bad because I knew that I had fucked up. We had set up the rule to let each other know if we left a party and who we left with and I actually never forgot to do it because I knew how important it was to her for me to be okay.
When Justin had told me that he wanted to leave, I didn't hesitate to get away from the party with him. I had assumed that my friends would be fine without me, so I had left without a word.
Thinking about it, it was really not nice of me to just leave and maybe the next time I shouldn't be putting a boy before my friends. I was just not thinking and that was was getting a problem already, that I wasn't thinking (or thinking too much) when it came to him.
