Gemma
Here I am in my office, sketching nothing. The memory was still fresh in me and its very painful.
Flashback
Here I am in the park, sipping my caramel frappe from the Starbucks near here. Kids are playing, elders are walking around and a couple making out a few meters from me but hey that boy looks like my boyfriend Justin--- hold up. Is that my boyfriend?
I look closely. Holy Shit?! Its really Justin and he's been cheating on me with that---Fuck is that Jazz, my best friend?! My boyfriend and best friend are cheating on me?! That's why he kept our relationship so he can flirt with someone and that someone is my fucking best friend.
I got from my sit and march towards them, as i got closer, my best friend is wearing super duper slutty clothes, they didn't notice me that I was walking to them so I pull Justin away from the kiss and slap him. He was shocked as same as my traitor best friend.
“How dare you cheat on me?!" I pointed at him then to Jazz, who was smirking.
“And you! You were my best friend!!" I exclaimed, she rolls her eyes. Did I forgot to mention they're both American and I'm British?
“I can explain, Gemma" Justin holds my hand but I pull away,
“No because this relationship is over and you traitor, our friendship is over!" I slapped Jazz, she look shock because she didn't expect it.
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