Trittany: Finding True Love

Chapter 18

A/N Hey guys I'm back! This chapter will contain drama between Brittany and Darian! Enjoy!

Brittany's POV
I woke up naked with my sleepy boyfriend next to me snoring. Last night was so good, I'm glad Trevor enjoyed it as much as I did! "Babe...wake up!" I say trying to wake Trevor. "No babe...cuddle with me." He said in a half asleep and half awake voice pulling me towards him. "I need to head to the mall and you have a meeting with your agent." I say convincing to get up. Me and Trevor head out of my apartment and head in different directions. When I get to the mall, I head in my favourite place and soft spot...Chapters! Me and Joelle spend hours in Chapters, finding the best notebooks and books! As I'm wondering through the book section finding a book to read, I hear a familiar voice which I dread. "Well, well,well, look who's here! Miss Brittany Raymond!" Darian. "Look Darian, what is your problem? I haven't done anything to you! You've sent me horrible text messages and exposed my number to all the fans out there!" I say with anger. "You haven't done anything to me? You stole my boyfriend and even before you got together, you kissed him several times! Do you know how hurtful it was to see the one you usually kiss is kissed by someone else!" "It was part of my job, we had to! Would you like Trevor being fired because he let his personal issues get in the way of his job?!" I say shocked at her comments. "Maybe. It would be better than seeing a slut kissing my boyfriend!" "Ex-boyfriend." I correct her. "Besides Trevor loves me. And I love him!" Darian comes forward, I shift back feeling scared. "Britt...why would anyone ever love a bitch like you! Go back to that shit hole you came from! I mean why would Trevor or any man exchanging their saliva with you or even sleep with you! I mean just look at the state of you!" She says and leaves me processing everything she just said to me. Am I really that useless? Why does Trevor even love me? I love him but why does he love me? I look at the mirror in the shop and stare at my appearance. My dirty blonde hair, my simple brown eyes, my body and everything about me. Maybe Darian is right.