Deception-Three

Shea

"Wh- what time is it?" Shea lifts her head to a naked body laying next to her as her head pounds with a hang over regretting every decision she made the night before. A tall man stands before her, and winces as the sun shines through her thin curtains, "I- I think you should go." Shea sternly says as she pulls on her t-shirt, "We had a nice time last night." He reminisces as Shea pulls on her combat boots before standing up from her messy bed, "Don't be here when I get back, and I'll know if you've taken anything." Shea says over her shoulder before walking out of her crammed dorm into the vacant hallway. Hearing music playing behind every other dorm she stumbles by while pulling her messy hair into a bun. 

"You smell like dick." A short blond light skinned girl sits next to Shea placing her tray on the table, "Leave it Peppermint." Shea attempts to shoo the questioning girl away, but fails, "C'mon was he hot? I love hearing all about your hoe stories from over the weekend." Shea winces at the questions being thrown her way as she sips her coffee, "I don't wanna talk about it." Shea grunts as she sips her coffee once again burning the tip of her tongue, "Fine." Peppermint says with a sour expression, "I'm sorry I'm just not really feeling it today." Shea explains after sitting her coffee in front of her. Peppermint gives Shea an empathetic look, "Thinking about Sasha again?" Shea looks at her lap shutting her eyes as tight as possible as an attempt to burn the thought of her out of her mind, "Look uhm... I've gotta go." Shea says as she stands up leaving her coffee behind, and staggering out of the cafeteria with crossed arms. 

Shea lays in her dorm room with a little Debbie cake in one hand while going through her old photos still saved in her phone of her, and Sasha. Her being the only one having accessibility to them she takes it upon herself to reminisce. Shea flips over on her stomach lounging in her underwear, and a fitted t-shirt while emotionally eating her day away. It's during times like these when she's especially grateful for the private dorm her mother payed out for. Scrolling through her photos of her first love her heart twinges in pain at the long forgotten memories, and thinks about what Sasha is probably doing right now. She's probably with her new girlfriend wrapped up in her bed where we shared so many memories in too many... god I just wanna forget her. Shea scowls as she thinks to herself before laying her head on the soft pillow underneath her after turning over her side. Shea falls asleep with her phone next to her head as a photo still beams on her screen of her, and Sasha sitting on her leather couch smiling together, and a half eaten little Debbie cake in her other hand.