When The Day Met The Night

4

Nothing will ever be okay. Everything right now is awful. It's been 2 weeks since Ian broke up with me and I can't stop crying. I'm leaving for LA next week and I can't seem to get myself out of bed. I have a million things to do. I have to pack, hire a moving company, get all my papers sorted and a ton of other things.
"Ri, you have to get out of bed. You have to leave in a week and you haven't even started packing. I know Ian just broke up with you but fuck that guy." Taylor comes in my room.
"I don't care Taylor, I loved him to death and he just threw it away." I turn around to face the ceiling.
"Yeah but maybe if there wasn't anything for him to throw away, maybe he lost feelings for you. Isn't it better that he broke up with you instead of leading you on. I mean you're going to LA for god sakes. They're going to be so many hot guys there. He did you a favor" she tries to persuade me.
"A favor? He did me a favor by breaking my heart? My bad, let me give him a thank you. Honestly Taylor, are you on his side?" I sit up a little.
"I'm not, I'm just trying to make you feel better. Rion, just get up and shower or something" She begs.
"Fine but only because I do need one." I pull myself from my bed to take a shower.
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"See, you're all better. Now it's time to pack. By next week you'll start your new job in LA and it will be amazing" Taylor tells me when I come out of the shower.
"Taking a shower didn't help as much as you think Taylor. I'm taking a nap" I tell her and go to my room.
"No, you're not. We are going to go out and you're going to get wasted" she pulls me by my arm.
"No. I don't want to" I shake my head.
"Too bad. Get ready." She smiles an evil smile. Looks like I am going out tonight. I let out a large sigh and get ready in my sluttest outfit.
"Damn girl, you look hot." Taylor tells me as I come into the living room wearing a red knee length dress showing off more cleavage than I want and some black wedges. "You definitely look like you just got out of relationship. Guys will swarm you"
"No, don't leave me okay. I don't want to be by myself." I plead and she laughs.
"Alright, I won't, Ri...it'll be okay. But we're not leaving until you are wasted." She orders and I sigh. There's no point in arguing with her cause she will win.
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I sit at the bar by myself because Taylor broke her promise of not leaving me. She left like half an hour after our first drink because a guy asked her to dance. Whatever I guess...I should have known.
"Can I get another shot" I ask the bartender and he pours some whiskey into the shot glass and I down it within 2 seconds. It burns as it goes down so I clearly need another.
After a few more shots I pull my phone out. I should ask Taylor where she went. I go to my contacts to call her but I get stopped by seeing Ian's name there. I should tell him I'm over him. He needs to know that I am one hundred percent over him.
I am about to call him when a hand grasps my wrist.
"I'm sorry to bug you ma'am but I can't help but to see you're about to make a huge mistake." A man says as he sits down next to me.
"How so?" I question, setting my phone down.
"Well clearly you're a little drunk and judging by your outfit it's been a while since you've been out like this which means you probably just got broken up with and I'm guessing Ian" he points to my phone which is still on Ian's contact. "Is your ex. Now what kind of person would I be if I let you call your ex." He explained.
"How do you know Ian isn't my friend?" I smirk.
"Is he?" He asks.
"....No" I shake my head. "How could I ever repay you?" I joke. I'm not going to lie, this guy is hot so I wouldn't mind going home with him.
"Well, how about you let me take you home tonight?"
"I think that'd be great but you can come to my place" I counter.
"Sounds great" he stands from his stool. I would never do this if it weren't for the fact that I've had a few drinks and I wasn't in the middle of a break up. But that's where I am right now so looks like I'm about to hook up with a guy I don't know. Sounds like fun. He takes my hand and pulls me out of the bar.
"Wait!" Someone says from behind me. The person turns me around and I see that it's Taylor. "What're you doing?" She asks.
"Going back to the apartment with this lovely man" I gesture the guy behind me, which reminds me I should probably ask his name.
"Well fuck, let me come with" she laughs, pulling a guy from behind her. I grab the guys hand and he leads me to his car. I get in the passenger side and Taylor and whoever get in the back. I direct the man (who's name I have yet to ask) to our apartment.
Once were there we get out and go to our apartment and I clumsily unlock the door and stumble through. I drag the guy to the living room, Taylor and her guy follow.
My guy drops to the couch and I start kissing him as Taylor and her guy go to her room.
I pull away and smile at him.
"You're hot" I chuckle.
"You are too" he smirks. My phone goes off on the coffee table and I get the urge to check it. I pick it up and unlock it.
It's a text from Ian.
So did you end up getting her wasted? Can you come over?
This isn't my phone...this is Taylor's. Wait? Is this my Ian? I pull myself off the guy and read through the texts.
Ian: It's done, I broke up with her. I'm all yours ;)
Taylor: sounds intriguing. I'll come over later tonight, when she's asleep. xxo
Ian: can't wait ;)
My mouth hangs open as the guy starts kissing my neck and slides his hand up my dress. I can't believe this.
"I'm sorry. I can't-" I pull myself away from the man.
"What's wrong?" He questions.
"It's not you, I just- I can't. I need to be alone" I begin to cry. He groans as he gets up and then leaves, slamming the door.
I sit there for a second as I read the texts some more.
Ian: last night was amazing as usual gorgeous.
Taylor: you weren't so bad yourself. But I can't talk now Rion is crying. :(
Ian: you think she'd be over it by now. It's been a week. I'll talk to you later.
Taylor comes rushing in soon.
"Hey, what was that? What happened?" She questions but I don't answer. I don't look up because I don't want to look at her right now. I hate her. "Is that my phone?" She questions but I still don't answer. She snatches it from my hand and I hear her gasp a little.
"Rion...why were you going through my phone?" She asks, anger in her voice. I don't answer still, instead I get up and leave, taking my keys and purse. I slam the door behind me and keep walking until I'm a few blocks away from the apartment.
I don't know where I'm supposed to go but I need to get off the streets, especially in these clothes.
I dial my friend Josh's number and he answers after a couple rings.
"Rion. It's 2 in the morning" he sounds tired.
"I'm sorry" I begin to cry. "I need a place to stay tonight...can you come get me?" I beg.
"Of course" he says. He's always been a great friend to me.
"I'm at Hylan park. Please hurry" I plead and then hang up.
I hate everything right now.