This story is a roller coaster events of Mary's life which has many romantics, horrific yet every girl's dream sort of events.
Read this story to find out about her. . !
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Heart-break.
This was the time when I can like literally hear my heart breaking into millions of pieces.
What was in front of me was something I never comprehended. I never thought Dylan would be fucking a girl. And not just any girl, a girl I hate with all my guts.
"Stella." I breathed out as soon as I opened the door of washroom.
Both of them stopped and turned towards me.
I don't know why, but it felt like betrayal, cheat.
I and Dylan are not never a thing, never but somewhere in my heart He hold a place. Tonight it is empty. He is nowhere to be found in my heart.
I looked at both of them one last time, to the discarded clothes, to disheveled hairs and messed up make, to their bodies inter-twined together, and when I couldn't take anymore all I did was turn around and went out of venue.
Get out of here. Brain said.
I am. I replied.
Stepping out my foot on pavement of NYU, I could see Josh and others walking towards me.
"Is everything alright ma'dam? Dave asked.
"Yes. I was just calling my mom. Inside there are no signals." I replied casually.
"Ok ma'dam. We are just across the street. If you need anything let us know. We are just going to buy some beer." They said and bowed.
"Sure. Thank you boys." I replied smiling.
By some miracle, all of them went to the nearest store and at the same time a taxi came. I just throw myself inside and said:
"Drive."
And he obliged.
After good 5 minutes of drive, He asked:
"Where to?"
I looked at him. He was around 50 years. "Where would you recommend your daughter who just witnessed someone dear to her having sex with some other girl to go?" I asked.
He smiled, said: "A bar." and drove.
Less then 10 minutes, I was standing in front of a huge bar. I was terrified. I never went to a bar before because of some religious purpose and here I am in front of it.
I went near the line and Oh God, was it big.
but due to some strange reason, a big guy came and asked:
"You wanna go inside?"
I looked at him, completely in confusion and fear. You had heard what happens when you go inside a bar. You don't wanna loose anything.
"No." I said and turned around.
It was late, around 11:30 when I reached a road. I sit on pavement and took off my shoes.
Where the hell life has brought me. Why am I acting like I and Dylan were ever a thing.!??
I will not cry. No more.
I stood up and looked around. No taxi nothing. I don't even know where am I and to top it all, I didn't brought my phone.
You thought you wouldn't need it stupid.
For the first time, I didn't retorted back. My brain is right. I thought I wouldn't need it. How stupid.
I heard sounds of motorcycles. Not a good sign.
No kidding.My brain said.
I looked around for anything to hid but this place is like a ground. Not a tree. What will I do know.
"Ah look guys. A girl. All dressed up for us." One of the guy, all covered in tattoos said nearing me.
I was so scared that not a single word came out of my mouth.
"Oh don't worry. We will make it alright." Another one said.
"Come on. Come to daddy." Another shouted extending his hand towards me.
I cringed. The instinct of survival kicked in and I ran. Yeah not a good move but better than standing their, all statue.
I could hear them shouting, engines roaring to life again. So many against so less.
I was running on the main road when I hit something.
Oh Lord, Please save me.
I looked back to see where they are and the last thing I remember before blacking out is beautiful blue and green eyes of two guys shouting.
