Beautifully Painful

Part 4: Jealousy Is The Ugliest Trait

"Fuck it up, Y/N! Hey! Fuck it up!" Jae hyped you up while you held the end of the sink, twerking to some music someone was playing on a Beats pill.

More people ended up in the bathroom with you and Jae. The room was musty with smoke from weed.

The song ended so you went back over to where Jae was. She sat in the tub, with her elbows resting on the surface behind her. You stepped back into the water, squatted down, and lowered yourself back into the tub.

Jae smiled from across you. A few other girls were in the jacuzzi too. They were all over Jae. One sat behind her, on the surface surrounding the tub, and was playing with her hair. Another was leaning on Jae's arm. The other was rubbing all over her.

It low-key made you sick to your stomach.

"Hey." You told Jae. "I'm gonna leave, so I'll talk to you later." You couldn't help but have a pout.

All of the three girls by Jae smirked up at you. You tried your best to not say something to the bitches.

"You sure?" Jae asked.

"Yeah." You cross your arms feeling more agitated.

"I'll go with you." Jae stood up. One of the girls started whining.

"Don't leave me!" She was a South Asian girl. Maybe Indian or Pakistani.

"Baby, I will talk to you later. I promise." Jae said back to her.

The Asian girl seemed satisfied and backed off.

"Wait!" She called. She stood and whispered something in Jae's ear. You weren't going to wait for a response.

You were already halfway out the door and going down the stairs, not caring if Jae was behind you.