Chapter 2

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It was him, my ex-boyfriend and he was with a group of girls. One of the girls were my enemy. She was all over him too. She even kissed him once or twice. Tears start running down my face as my sister notices what am staring at.
"Omg, am so sorry, Amelia. I had no clue he was here or much worse... this was gonna happen." Suddenly am furious and stomp over there.
"Andrew, we need to talk." The girl that I called my enemy, jess, got all in my face.
"Why would he have anything to do with a baby like you?" I almost have a lump in my throat but I swallow it away.
"At least when I get older I won't look like a pile of crap because I look so old. Then Andrew will leave you like he left me because he wouldn't want somebody as ugly as you." She throws herself towards me and my sister walks up as I dodge it.
"B**ch, Amelia just wanted to talk but you always gotta touch somebody like the pervert that you are." She smirks then turns to Andrew. "You, the jacka*s who broke up my sister, go talk to her because she deserves one hell of an explanation. You're lucky I haven't beaten your a*s." He scowls and gets up. I walk him into a private corner.
"Andrew, did you cheat on me?" He sighs and glares at me. "Why are you wanting to know now?" This is the last straw! I grab his shirt and yank him down to my height.
"Tell me!" I hiss in the worst way I could. I could tell I scared him. I even scared myself. "Did you or did you not cheat on me?!"
"Y-yes" I twist his shirt up in my hand.
"Why?! With her?!" I point to jess with my free hand.
"Yes and because she offered me something you couldn't." I realized what he meant... I couldn't do the things that he wanted. I remember one night we were on the couch and he grabbed my waist then pulled me on top of him. He wanted to do things I wouldn't do... not yet anyways... we were in college and i didn't want everything to go to fast when things were really going to slow. I had always been terrible at relationships so the one chance I date someone for a long time, they leave me because I was going to slow for them. I kiss him as roughly as i can to only be pushed off.
"Andrew... please love me!" It's all the anger I had left before he shook his head. He wasn't going to take me back so I planned to drink myself silly then party until he leaves my mind. As i walk to the bar, the bartender asks, "Aren't you a little too young to be at these clubs?" I start crying hard.
"I only look young now give me a beer. I've had a rough day and I don't wanna remember it by the time I leave!" He smiles then hands me two.
"Drinks on me then. So can I ask who's taking you home? The girl over there that looks like you, kinda already had to much to drink." I look over to see my sister in a crowd dancing with a crowd of people. I have a feeling tonight will be trouble.

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