Cecilia's P.O.V.
I can't believe I just left without telling them I never used them! I miss them already, I've only been gone for five minutes. I bet they don't miss me, mostly Mitch. He feels the most used, he thinks I used him for the fame, money. But the only reason I went out with him was because of my feelings, I could tell I liked him, but when I saw that video I couldn't believe my eyes. But the worst part was my heart, when I saw his tear stained face I just wanted to run up to him and wipe away his tears. But the last time I did that to someone, I got hit right in the face. I couldn't let that happen again. My friends have tried to contact me, but I shut them out. All I wanted was to let out my demons, let the pain wash away, only if it was for a second. My life is just like it was only 4 months ago, on the run. But I couldn't run away without saying good bye to my family, most likely one or two of my friends will want to come with, but I can't drag them into anymore trouble. I walked for another 5 minutes tell I found a bar, I was going to do something besides being sad. Mitch said he was over me, so I'm going to get over him. I was going to have fun tonight, but do I really want to wash away every good memory? YEP. How well my day is going I'm going to have a beer or two.
(More than two beers later)
I'm so fucked. Or I can get fucked. HAHA I'm so dirty, and I'm going insane, talking to myself. Nah it's normal to do that while getting over a fucking breakup. That person told me what was going to happen, I should have known it was to good to be true for Mitch to love me. SO, I went on Instagram.
'I'm at a really cool bar. Getting drunk, cause I fucking deserve a drink. SO, yeah. I'm really drunk, how did I get beers? I'm underage drinking! @Adamdoesstuff I'm being unresponsible. Do I give two fucks? NOPE. PEACE OUT MUTHA' FUCKA'S'
I got another beer and it was so nasty.
"I'll take some shots please." I slurred
"Okay, how many?" The bartender asked
"How ever many this will get." Some guy said
I look to see who is buying me some shots. I swear I know him, I just can't put my finger on it.
"Um, whats your name?" I slurred
"My names Jake." Jake said
You know what? I like this guy Jake he is buying me alcohol and that's all I care about right now.
OKAY, OKAY. I know this is a very short chapter. but its so late for me. I got requested to write another chapter so I did. I just wrote what came to mind. So what did you think is going to happen? JAKE is back!! Faith is Fucked(MAYBE GIVING A LITTLE CLUE. CAN YOU GUESS WHAT HAPPENS IN THE NEXT CHAPTER?)
Much Luv, Don't Do Drugs, Bye My Guppies<3
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Fanfiction***sequel is written but is in the process of editing* Cecelia is in a home where her family is getting tired of her, she finds out she has brain cancer. When she finds out she has cancer, she comes home to a completely empty house. Her family left...
