Fake It 》 l.t ✅

Prologue

-Abbie's POV-

"Look, Abbie. It was great, us. But it's not working out" Jason said to me over the phone. Over the fucking phone!

"What? What do you mean?" I asked, though I knew fully well what he meant.

"I mean it's over. Us, we're done" he said then hung up. What a coward. He can't even come and say it to my face. To say I was mad would be an understatement. He was my longest relationship, five months. Five months of fun and getting along, obviously he was just a lying piece of shit.

"Fucking asshole" I muttered as I went through my wardrobe and pulled out the few items of clothing he had left behind. I grabbed the jeans and shirts and a few of his pairs of his underwear then carried it out to the living room and threw them onto the burning fire in the fire place. I watched as the clothes slowly started to burn. That's what you get for being a corward. I thought as the clothes continued to burn.

I left the burning material to burn and walked to my fridge in the kitchen and pulled out a beer. I looked at the five others in there and debated on whether or not they would all be enough for me to drown my sorrows in another failed relationship. Somehow I end up with a guy who seems great, but then months later he turns into a prick and leaves me. Maybe it's me. Maybe I'm that horrible of a person that I just attract all the losers who will break me.

I hit the cap off the bottle by putting it on the edge of my kitchen counter and slamming my hand onto the lid causing a pop to signal the now open beer. I threw the lid somewhere and took a swig of the alocol loving the taste of it.

I walked around the house and wandered to my room to grab my phone from where I left it in my anger. I picked it up from my bed and scrolled through the phone book, I stopped on the name I thought could help me most. She normally does, I just hope she will this time. I think she's getting tired of my dramas.

"Hello?" a mans voice answered. Her boyfriend. I rolled my eyes, only because I was pissed it was him, and the fact it reminded me I just got dumped.

"Hi Tom, it's Abbie, it's Grace there?" I asked as calmly as I could. I will admit, it still hurts to be dumped, no matter the amount of times it happens.

"Oh hey Ab. How's it going?" He asked trying to make small talk.

"I'm sorry Tom, but I really need Grace right now" I said then took a big swig of my drink which was now 3/4 empty.

"Oh right. I'll get her" he said sympathetically. He was a sweet boy, but he's too sweet. He gets embarrassed easily and he's shy. I hearf him call out to Grace then the phone being handed over and a few mumbled words.

"Abbie? What's wrong?" Grace asked me, she was defenitely concerned.

"The asshole dumped me" I told her and went back to my kitchen to retrive another beer. "And. He did it over the phone. So I burnt his clothes" okay that sounded crazy. Grace sighed and she moved to her bed or a couch or something.

"Abbs, you really need to stop dating these losers. I try warning you but you ignore me"

"No, I'm done with dating. It always ends in heart break, I'm not dating anyone again!" I said seriously while trying to open another beer bottle while the phone was placed between my ear and shoulder.

"Yes you will, and are you drinking again?"

"No, and yes I am drinking. It seems to be the only thing that loves me" Maybe the first drink had an affect on me...

"Abbie stop drinking and get over it. Jason was an ass who doesn't deserve you"

"Pfft. I'm not worth it, I'm just an easy girl" I put myself down.

"Abbie, stop that nonsense right now" Grace snapped at me. "Stay away from guys for a while and the right one will come along eventually. You just have to give it some time. It took me ages before I found Tom, and look at us" I could tell she was all flustered and getting giggly. Is it normal for a twenty-two year old to do that?

"Fuck the guys. They're not worth it" I said and fell on my couch with my legs along the length of the couch.

"Whatever you say" Grace said, and she would've rolled her eyes. "Alright I got to go. Tom wants to go out, bye babe." she chirped and hung up the phone and left me alone to dwell on my thoughts as a single girl again. But I didn't want to. Right now I could be cuddled up with him, or maybe doing other things...

I placed the half empty bottle of alcohol on the coffee table and turned the TV on and skimmed through the channels in search of something good at five PM on a Saturday evening. I stopped on a cheesy romantic movie that's only been on TV ten times in the past two years, or so it seems, and laid down to only wish I could have a life where the girl gets the guy in the end.

I know Jason wasn't the best guy, okay he was a loser but I thought we were really getting along. I mean, I liked him, and I thought he liked me, but I guess it was all fake just for a shag. Man guys can be assholes sometimes.

Somehow I managed to fall asleep throughout the whole movie, and the whole night, but to wake up at six, rather then eight like I normally do. I groaned and picked myself up and walked over to the bathroom to shower. I really felt like shit and I didn't know if it was from Jason, or the fact I slept for more than twelve hours on a couch. I blame both.

While the water heated up I stripped down and looked at myself in the mirror that hung above the basin. I didn't look to bad, maybe a little over tired but nothing too extreme. I ran my fingers through my blonde hair and then went to the shower to adjust the heat. Once perfect I climbed in and let the water flow over my body making me feel more alive already.

Once cleaned I climbed out of the shower and dried myself down before wrapping the towel around my body and walking to my room to find something nice to wear for a walk around the town. I couldn't stay inside and mope, might as well take a walk and possibly visit Grace and Tom if I can be bothered walking to their house.

I threw on some leggins and a loose shirt that the shoulder sleeve fell down my arm. I brushed through my damp hair then put it up in a bun before it went wild in the wind from autumn when I left the house.

I grabbed my phone and keys and locked the house before heading on my way to God knows where.

A/N please give a comment and vote. I've had this idea for a while now :)