With a New Face of Failure

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P.O.V. of Roger

I turn and my arm it flops onto someone's back. I wake up and look at the girl with messy blonde hair who was passed out next to me on this bed. I quietly sneak out, slip on my shoes, shirt and grab my items. I look around see a shirt that printed 'Stretching The Sky', I smile, sign it then leave. I haven't done the walk of shame in awhile. I scratched my head. Shit I forgot where we are... I look around, maybe Vegas? It's hard to tell. I take out my phone and go sit on bench, trying to contact the boys. I call each one of them, but none of them pick up. Fuck, what do I do?

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P.O.V. of Clemine 

"Time to go now." The officer said as he got the keys out. I run up to the bars. "Look, maybe you can just pay the fee. I know you're going through a -" I wrap my arms around him. He hesitates, then hugs me.

"Thank you." I push back and beam at him.

"Miss, it's only been 2 days." 

"Oi, jail changed me." Thomas got up and followed behind me.

"Right." I roll my eyes and step outside. "Dear God it is bright." I hang my hand over my eyes as the light stabbed my eyes with its light. Made sense.

"Amen." He runs over the street and hauls cab. We finally get back to the hotel and go into my room. He lies on my bed and stretches out. "I missed pillows." He whispers.

"Me too." I sit on the bed. Kyle still hasn't call me back. Not even on my cell.

"What's wrong?" He rubs my back. 

"Kyle hasn't called me." I say, staring out of the window.

"Maybe his phone fell in a pool." 

"Why would he even be at a pool?" I turn to him.

"I don't know, maybe someone pushed him in."

"You're not making any sense." I sigh and fall back onto a pillow. "Stop backing him up." 

"I'm not, things could happen."

"But don't you think he would at least tried?" I grab my phone and start scrolling through the news feed. 'Stretching The Sky partying it up in Vegas' flashed across my screen. "Interesting." I say.

"What?" Thomas maneuvers himself to face my phone. I scroll and tap 'photos'. 

"Doesn't Oliver have a girlfriend?" I say, baffled at him almost fucking this blonde haired bitch. I grit my teeth and keep scrolling. Staring at a picture of Kyle grinding again some girl. My heart skipped a beat. I keep scrolling and I knew it. He was making out with her.

"No..." Thomas says.

"You were right." I drop my phone. "You were right." I say, gripping my hair, ready to scream.

"No, no, he wouldn't do this to you." He says rubbing my shoulder, but I'm already in tears.

"I can't believe this." I sniveled. "I thought he would be faithful."

"He is, maybe she pulled him in for one-"

"Just shut up, Thomas." I say. "Get out please." I didn't look at him.

"Uhm.. Okay. I'll come back." He stutters.

"Actually. Tell them I quit."

"What?" He's at the door. "Are you craz-"

I get up and look at him. "I quit." I say and dial Kyle. Voice-mail. "I'm coming home early. You're in so much fucking trouble." 

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