***FLASHBACK***
He pulled me close and whispered in my ear , "I love you Fiona, and I want to be with you forever." He leaned down and kissed me lightly, I didn't pull away, I couldn't it was too perfect, he was too perfect. We kissed tenderly before we pulled apart and got in his car, the words played over and over in my head, they made me feel dizzy with emotions I couldn't name. I was the happiest girl in the world at that very moment. I gazed lovingly at the boy who saved me from Mitch, the boy who made everything wrong in my life melt away.
****PRESENT****
I played the words over and over in my head they banged against my skull and crashed into each other. I stood motionless as the words tumbled around. I stared at the scene in front of me desperately wanting to tear my eyes away but unable. Im dreaming I thought, thats it, is just a nightmare it wasn't really happening I thought and almost laughed out loud. I'm so silly, I thought as I pinched my arm hard and felt a jolt of pain shoot through my arm. My mind went blank for a second when I realized what I saw before me was no dream. No it was my boyfriend of three years, Cef, on top of a bleach blond tramp, their sweaty bodies colliding and mixing with their moans and grunts of pleasure. I couldn't look away. I couldn't do anything but stare.
"Cef?" I whispered praying that he would turn and it wouldn't be him. Please god, don't let it be him.
The boys head snapped up and his eyes widened.
"Fifi." He said and jumped up from the bed, reaching out to me. I shook my head but was still unable to move as the tears began to stream down my face, I shook my head harder trying to shake the image out of my head,"No, no, no." I chanted over and over again in a strangled whisper.
"Fifi..."
"No, no, no." I said louder my head spinning, his words from that day three years ago replaying again and again. I looked up they were dressed now the tramp inching out of the room and Cef inching towards me pain etched in his face. I backed up slowly away from him. He reached out to me, "Don't touch me!" I screeched at him and he drew his hand back.
"Let me explain?"
"Theres nothing to explain, don't ever touch me EVER." I said before turning and leaving the room.
Forever. Forever I guess is three years, the best, or so I thought, years of my life. I made my way deeper into the house we were in the music was blasting and there were people everywhere. I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed the first bottle of alcohol I found and downed it, vodka. The warm burn of the alcohol slid down my throat and filled my body, my mind began to haze. I found an empty seat on a large leather couch and plopped down the alcohol clouding my brain and forcing the painful pictures out of my mind. I don't know how long I sat there but I suddenly felt someone tug me off the couch and lead me to he dance floor, panic momentarily surged through me until I noticed it was Dakota, my best friend in the world.
"Lets dance!" She shouted over the music and I let her pull me into the middle of the floor. We began to dance to Hard by Rihanna, ok I admit I was trashed and so was Kota, so we were kind of dancing like sluts, but we were having fun grinding on each other and laughing when the guys stopped and stared. About a minute into the song a cute guy I didn't recognize came and pulled Kota away. She smiled apologetically and began dancing with him, no way was I going to dance by myself, so I was making my way back to the couch when someone grabbed my shoulder, assuming it was Kota I turned to hug her, only to be face to face...erm chest, with some guy. Shocked I looked up at his handsome smiling face.
"want to dance?" He asked in a smooth voice.
"Uh..not really." I said truthfully. He made a fake pout face and I relented, "Ok one song," I slurred to him and we began to dance. When the dong finished I began to walk away and he grabbed me again.
