Illusions

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"Wifey, I was-" Kai started.

"Who's this?" I pressured, trying to hide the hurt in my voice.

"A friend..." Kai mumbled.

I had secretly bought some sweets to give to Kai as a friendly gift but I quickly shoved the small treat back in my purse.

A clingy girl was attached onto Kai's arm and she pushed her huge assets all over Kari's biceps. She had nicely curled blonde hair, all twirling down her shoulders like a wave. She had on a tight-fitting black dress that were highlighting all of her curves. Like all women like her, she had on a bright shade of red lipstick and her face was all dolled up, ready for one hell of a night.

"What do you mean, babe? Wasn't I your date for today's party?" She whined.

I stopped myself from rolling my eyes and I politely smiled. I closed my purse back up and hauled the groceries once more. Walking confidently, I wished the two a fascinating night and ran into the elevator. I heard Kai's sweet voice protest from my escape, but I closed the elevator before Kai could race in.

We're friends. We're friends. He's a playboy. You can't have feelings for a fuckboy like him, Cher Davis. He drew you in your trap but you're going to be careful. WE'RE FRIENDS... right?

The questions and the consuming thoughts over washed my sense of thinking and I floated off on the elevator, pondering about what happened. When the elevator signaled my arrival, I stepped off and raced for my apartment. Struggling to get in, I finally opened the door and I let out my long sigh.

Dropping the plastic bags, I slid down until my butt landed on the cold marble floor. I let out a breathy whimper before I covered my face and sobbed. I didn't know what I was feeling, but it wasn't a cool reaction. I thought we were really good friends, but could I be betraying my own heart?

Kai made me feel good. He made me feel the way I am. He was so handsome and whenever he reassured me, I felt beautiful. I thought we had something special. Where did it all go wrong? Why is it my heart?

I continued to bawl my eyes out until I stopped. I aimlessly walked towards the fridge and shoved all of my food inside, not organizing the items. I headed straight towards the bathroom and turned the lights on.

When I looked at myself in the mirror, I was greeted by an ugly face. With my eyeliner and mascara running down my face, my lipstick was smudged everywhere and all of my foundation just melted off. I turned on some warm water and washed my face, trying to forget about everything.

Get over it, Cher Davis. GET OVER IT.

I walked into my bedroom and I plopped my face on the fluffy pillow. I gathered the remains of my pride and snuggled deeply in the blankets, closing my eyes. I clapped my hands and the lights flashed off, turning the room into a deep shade of black.

I can't believe I fell for everything. The traps, the impressions, everything.

I tossed and turned until I was fed up and stood up. I walked to the living room and grabbed my phone and its charger. Walking back to the bedroom, I turned on the lights and shoved my glasses on my face.

I scrolled through my notifications and saw the constant calls and messages from Kai.

KAI:

Babe, I had a reason for tonight. I honestly did. Answer me soon... Please.

Enjoy your party.

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