D A V I D
Six Months Later: June, 2016
"Hey what's up you guys, me, Scotty, Toddy, and Alex are in Chicago for the weekend." I say into the camera as we get off the plane.
"Why the fuck did you say my name last?" Alex laughs.
"Gotta save the best for last, baby." I joke as the both of us laugh.
"But yeah, Alex and I are gonna chill, while Toddy and Scott have some work stuff to do."
"I don't really know if we're gonna do anything interesting, but just prepare for a montage." I say, not really wanting to say that I'm really excited to see Andie.
"We're also gonna go see Andie!" Scotty says, excitedly, making me laugh.
"Yeah we're gonna go see Andie." I smile.
And hopefully, there won't be any drama...
• • •
"Hey." I smile as Andie and I hug.
She came to our hotel to hang out, in case Sam went over to her house. Because- apparently- he thinks it's okay for him to do little pop ups at Andie's house when he feels like she's cheating. And every bone in my body wants to tell Andie that, that's fucking toxic, but will she listen to me? No. It's whatever...
The five of us all hung out for a while, doing a skit for the vlog, and a collab on her channel. It felt kind of weird, like we were just working. Something felt different about Andie, like she changed. She just seemed not herself, but I still felt good to be in her presence again.
After a while, Scotty and Toddy leave to do their work thing. Andie, Alex, and I stayed back in the suite, but Alex had fallen asleep in his room. Andie and I chilled in my room, talking for a while.
"How are you and Sam?" I ask, glancing at her quickly, before looking down at my lap. She pauses, taking a deep breath before sighing.
"You already know how that goes..."
"Come to LA with me..." I say quietly.
What am I doing? I have a girlfriend.
"David, I can't." She shakes her head.
"Why not?"
"What about Sam?"
"Who cares about Sam?!" I laugh, dryly, as she looks at me, offendedly.
"I do!"
"You're a liar!"
She gasps, "David!"
"You are, and I've known you were ever since the first time you told me you loved me." I spit, not realizing what I said until it came out.
Andie stands up, her fists clenched as tears welled up in her eyes.
"All I ever did was say I have feelings for you, and you just shit all over them. You tell me to get over it, and that you want nothing to do with me. That's hurtful David." Andie cries. I stand up, gritting my teeth to fight back tears.
"I did nothing to you, I've done nothing to you! For years all you did was lie to me, and talk to other guys. You expected me to just wait for you, and I forgave you." My fists clench as I try my best not to cry.
"I really do love you. All this stuff was just a misunderstanding, all I've ever wanted was you. You moved on, and it was all my fault. I get it David, let's just get over it."
"I can't get over it Andie, you've done everything to me, and I've done nothing. I've never did that to you, and I would never do that to you!"
She leaves the room, slamming the door.
"Fuck!" I yell, kicking my suitcase before face planting onto my bed.
Why does this always have to happen?
• • •
A N D I E
I get in my car, driving away from the hotel, and towards Sam's house. I pull up in the apartments, texting Sam, and telling him that I'm coming over. He doesn't respond, so I walk up the stairs, deciding to use my key.
I walk up to Sam's apartment, unlocking the door. I walk into the apartment, slowly, something just didn't feel right to me. I look around the living room, spotting a purse, and a pair of heels that didn't belong to me.
Oh my fucking god...
My heart races as I quickly walk towards Sam's bedroom. I open the door, and turn on the lights, gasping.
"Sam what the fuck?!" I scream. Sam jumps off of the girl he was hovering over, quickly covering himself up.
"Andie, baby, it's not what it looks like!" He stumbles over his words, trying to make up some lame excuse.
I stay quiet, looking between Sam, and the girl lying in his bed. Everything in my body was telling me to cry, to scream, and to kick Sam's ass.
But then I realized, I can finally get out of this shit show of a relationship. I started laughing. Sam looked at me weirdly, trying to get me to stop, but I couldn't. I laughed, and laughed, even though everything that has happened in the last 20 minutes, no! The last two years, has been awful, and I should be crying. I continued laughing.
"You know what? Fuck you, Sam. The last two years has been awful, and I've been waiting for something like this to happen. Ever since the first time you laid hands on me, I've wanted to leave you. I hope you guys are happy together, and that you treat her better than you treated me."
And with that, I threw his key at him. I ripped off the necklace he gave me, throwing it at her before walking out of the apartment. I got to my car, locking my doors, and putting on my seatbelt. I sit in silence for a while, a million thoughts running through my head. I began crying.
I don't know where to go, or what to do. I don't want to go to my house, or Aaliyah's, or Tyler's, or any of my friends'.
I know where I need to go.
