I went around my desk and walked over to her. "I missed you baby" she touched my chest.
"I missed you baby" I mocked her, "BULLSHIT!" I yelled in her face making her flinch.
I grabbed her arm and pulled her out the door of my office, I walked over to the elevator.
"Let go of me!" She took her arm out of my grip, "I don't ever! Wanna see your face again!"
"Why" she acted all innocent as she made a pouty face. I can't fall for her again.
The elevator bell dinged and I grabbed her again, I was pulling her out. Everyone eyes landed on us.
She harshly took her arm out of my grip again and I stopped. We were in the middle of the entire room.
"You wanna know why?" I asked her softly, I could feel the smirk wanting to appear on her face. But didn't.
"Because your a slutty whore who was a waste of my time. I loved you! I married you bc I though you were gonna be the person I was gonna have my kids with, spend the rest of my life with! But all you did was take me for granted" I told her getting up close to her face, gritted teeth.
Her smile quickly faded, she gave me a mad look. I felt a stinging pain on the side of my face.
She walked out, I touched my burning cheek. "Bitch" I muttered under my breath.
I walked back to the elevator making my way back to my office. I had all these questions wandering in my head.
How did she find me? What does she want? To many questions to even talk about.
I wanna make a change of my look, I don't wanna look like no plain skin, whore boss.
I walked in my office and grabbed my wallet.
Wanna know where I'm headed? Well your gonna have to wait.
I made my way back downstairs and got in my car. I drove around New York City only to my good old friend, Mike's Tattoo Shop.
I got out my car and walked inside the store, "Joey! Ma dude where have you been!" I bro hugged Mike.
"Not much bro, things have been kinda tight lately, you know. Work and shit" I said. "Alright well what can I do for you"
I smirked, "A change". He knew exactly what I was talking about.
I walked over to a chair and he prepared all the ink. I knew exactly what I was doing, Yes. I know I'm fucking up my skin but I wanna change. Not for anybody. But for myself.
I had Mike tattoo both my arms and neck, I got a cat scratch on my eyebrow. For my neck, Mike did 2 Angel wings on the back of my neck.
I wasn't gonna get one of those big humongous tattoos on my entire neck. That shit is painful.
I liked it, just imagine my family's reaction to it. My workers are gonna be drooling over me.
I paid mike and left, Wanna see what I got?
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Every tattoo has a meaning to it, I won't be explaining my tattoos bc it's personal.
I decided, why not walk around the city? Maybe get laid. Mike had given me some ripped black jeans and a plain black shirt^^
I wore some black sneakers and just started walking around the city. I walked inside this pizza place as I was getting pretty hungry.
"1 slice of cheese pizza please" I told the girl, I grabbed my wallet and took out $20.
A gorgeous brunette came with a plate holding my pizza. She had beautiful ocean eyes, nice plump lips, curves, her body was something I wanna smash.
"Why Hello to you gorgeous" I smirked at her, she bit her lip. I walked over to the back room, her following behind.
You already know what went down...
( I swear he needs to go to church )
* Y/n POV *
I was chilling in my office on my phone scrolling through Instagram until I heard a voice. Not just any voice. Joey's voice.
"What the fuck are you doing here Lexi!" I heard him yell. Lexi? Who's Lexi?
"BULLSHIT!" I heard him yell again, I slowly walked over to the doors of my office and opened them.
I didn't open it too big but a small little way for me to see, he walked out his office holding onto some girls arm.
He looked mad. Furious, better word to describe his facial expression.
I was confused. Who was she? Why was he so mad? I didn't get a good look at her but that doesn't matter.
I grabbed my phone and dialed Loren's number, after the 3rd ring she answered.
Loren / Hello
Y/n / Loren, Joey's going downstairs with some girl. Tell me what's happening
Loren / Oh shit hold on
Y/n / Loren talk to me
Loren / Omg
Y/n / What? What happened?
Loren / Y-Y/n that girl isn't just 'some girl' that girl is Joey's Wife
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If you don't listen to 'Bet On It - Troy Bolton' we can't be friends.
