45. Vulnerable

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I groaned and turned to my other side. I could already feel the headache kicking in. That's what you get when you're hangover.

I sighed knowing that I have an exam today that I have to attend but obviously, I couldn't even open my eyes. I slowly opened them to somewhere unexpected, familiar but unexpected. I quickly got up to realize that I have no shirt on and no pants on, I only laid in boxers. I gulped, trying to remember anything from what happened yesterday but couldn't.

"Finally, you're up." Someone said from the door and when I looked over, everything made sense.

"What am I doing here?" I harshly asked, grabbing my pants from the ground and putting them on.

"You asked me yesterday to bring you here." Lindsay leaned onto the door frame, crossed arms with a smirk on her lips.

"What the hell did we do?" I yelled, walking closer to her. I already feel like shit so seeing her in front of me was really unpleasant for me. Not to mention waking up almost naked in her bed.

Great. It seems like a great day. All I remember is leaving the house to see Rose then when I saw her with Dylan and someone else, I drove to the bar and started to drink more. How the hell did she end up there?

"We didn't do anything." She rolled her eyes, walking closer to me as I put my shirt on. "I just took them off so you could get comfortable."

"I bet you tried." I almost cussed her but I decided to stay calm and leave here without any problems.

"Nope." She obviously lied. "Maybe if you weren't calling me by her name and kissing me as if I was her, maybe I would have tried."

I put on my socks and shoes and searched for my phone to leave. Right when I found them, I grabbed them and made my way to where she was standing. I clenched my jaw and took a deep breathe. I need to tell her this calmly without doing anything because if I let my anger out, this pretty face will be unknown in the hospital.

"Listen, Lindsay." Focus, no cussing, no yelling, no calling her names. I bit my lip and closed my eyes. I need to be calm so she could understand what I want to say. I reopened my eyes and looked at her. "When I leave this place right now, I don't want nor to see you again, nor to hear from you again. I don't want you calling my phone ever again and whenever you see me in the corridors, you better walk the other way." I sighed. I'm doing great. "Lindsay, please don't mess with me. You don't want to see what I can do when I'm angry. Okay?" I faked the best smile I had before pushing her out of my way to leave this place.

"Are you coming to the party tonight?" She asked and I ignored her, making my way to her front door. Obviously, she didn't take what I said seriously but I meant every word I said. If she was a guy, I would have punched her in the face. She'd be with a black eye or a broken nose.

I knew that my car was at the bar so I took a taxi to it to go to class on time. I still had about an hour. I will make it.

I kissed Lindsay as if it was Rose. I didn't know if I should be happy that I wished she was with me last night and drunk, I imagine girls as her or be mad at myself for kissing Lindsay again even after what she has caused.

Last night was just all so strange to me. I feel like my headache will somehow explode my skull. I groaned and rubbed my forehead.

I finally arrived to my car that was parked in front of the bar still. It was raining today which was really helping with my headache. I rolled my eyes and rushed to my car. I got in it and started to drive to my apartment. When I walked in, no one was there but the place was a huge mess. I ignored it all and walked to my room to get my notes then walked back out to make myself a cup of coffee to go to class.

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