Betrayal | A Dobsley Fanfiction

Chapter 9 | The Bar

Phoebe's P.O.V

I patiently wait for Paul to come back from meeting Nina. I pace around the room, constantly checking my phone for messages or calls.

Why am I worring so much? It's Paul... he wouldn't do anything with Nina.

Yet everytime I repeated those words, the more and more doubtful I became.

I decide to blast some music to loosen up, I start dancing stupidly, and embarrassingly around the room, whipping my hair back and forth, until I hear a knock on the door.

I quickly straighten up, fix my hair and rush to the door. A smile evident on my face, I go to hug who I assumed was Paul, only to see a completely different person standing in front of me.

"Daniel?"

Nina's P.O.V

I mentally face smack myself as I walk back to my car.

Why did I just do that? Paul was trying to help me but I just walked away.

I grab my phone and scroll through my contacts, my finger hovers over Paul's name for what seemed like more than a minute.

What would I say? He probably hates me now.

I decide not to call Paul and instead, clear my head, so I go to the one place where I can forget about this, forget about everything- for a short while.

Paul's P.O.V

I sit silently in my car, the only sound heard was the ticking of the hands of my watch. Feelings of sadness and guilt builds up inside of me, memories of Nina and I flooding back and forth. I slam my fists against the steering wheel.
I decide to head down to a bar and have a few drinks to get my mind off Nina, off the guilt. The huge pile of feelings stacked one on top of another like a pile of books, and being too indolent to do anything about them.

I look around and see the endless rows of alleys and streets and finally stop at the closet bar near the cafe.

I step outside the car and slightly stagger, as if I were already drunk-intoxicated by the infinite amount of feelings clouding my judgement.

I walk in the bar, which is unusually very quiet and choose an isolated spot in the corner and order a gin and tonic, silently drowning in my sorrows.

Then unexpectedly, the once peaceful silence of the bar was gone, I hear murmurs from every side of the room, increasing by the second.

I look up and see the one person I did not want to see, or even think about, at that moment.

Two words-only two words cross my mind and somehow leave my lips.

Damn it.

A/N- I know, I know its a short chapter, don't kill mee! But I had such bad writers block this chapter was just a blur. But then I was like- I need to update SO THE SOLUTION: I'll be posting tomorrow as well!
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