Best I Ever Had (One Shot Story)

I woke up with the sunlight dancing in my face. I slowly opened my eyes and saw the familiar color of my room, which is green. I reached for my phone on the dresser next to my bed and I realized it was already noon. As usual, nothing special today. I stood up and walked to the bathroom and took a bath. Well, this is my daily routine, actually. Of course since I had summer class, and I know, it sucks to be me.

After taking a bath, I checked my phone for any messages and since there was none, I changed to my most decent outfit. Skinny jeans and a crop top paired with my red chucks. I ate my lunch and then I was off to school. As I was driving my own car, my brain started to reminisce my past. Tears formed in the corner of my eyes. And before I could stop my tears, they already fell. Calm down, Tori. Stop crying. I lulled to myself in my head. The school was just a 10-minute drive. I then parked my car to my building. The engineering building, and no, I am not an engineer student. I’m kind of an Information Technology student, yeah, I know. I don’t even know why it’s here in the engineering building. Well, I got off my car and checked my phone. Someone texted me. It was Andrew. My friend’s “guy”. I think they dated or something. Well, the hell I care about them. I have my own problems.

He asked me if Holly, my friend, has arrived here already. I simply replied “idk”. I was walking, and hello? I’m not my friend’s keeper.

I remembered the day I first saw Andrew. It was the 2nd day of March. We were preparing for our event in our house then Holly kind of brought him along. I don’t know why. I didn’t see his face clearly, but I was kind of flirting with him. KIND OF. That’s because Holly set me and my friends up with some boys and it just popped into my head that I want him. But when I knew that he was Holly’s, I backed off. So right now, we’re just friends. Plus, I got my “guy”. Well, we’re still dating. And we are just fooling around. Yes, I haven’t been in a serious relationship ever since my last ex-boyfriend played me. Well, like I said, sucks to be me.

I got to my classroom and saw my friends there, spreading rumors about someone. Yep, we’re good at that. And I joined in. So, the frenzy begins. But I’m kind of like serious in my studies. I’m not the bitch type, but I can be. Our class started and of course, the good girl I am, I listened to our professor. After our class, me and the girls, decided to go to the city and do our daily routine. Shopping, eating, drinking. Well, girls just wann have fun, so hell yeah!

We were at this club and I was a bit tipsy, and lots of guys were flirting, and not to be rude, they are the asshole types. So I decided to go home. But I bought a couple of beers so that I could drink at home.

I arrived just in time for dinner and I ate. And locked myself in my room. I remembered Louie again. Why is he always in my mind? It was my fifth bottle. I just had to drink. Then I cried again.

Who is Louie? He is my ex-boyfriend. I loved him very much, and in return, he made me his sex slave. I was so blinded by this so-called “love”. He said he loved me, too. But he let go of me, left me hanging. He was the reason I was so broken. In my mom’s eyes, he was the good guy, and I was the bad guy. I just wanna strangle him to death. But I can’t because it’s not good. In my blind side, he was the perfect one. I wasn’t. Every guy that talks to me, he always picks a fight with them. I kind of thought it was sweet. Not until I found out he was fucking a thirteen year old. He’s a dick (forgive my language, I’m just usually angry, all the time that I curse).

Every day, it was the same routine. Like waking up, with no reason. Just simply waking up. Living life with no reason, just lifeless. You may say I have a social life, but no, I’m so broken. Every one knows that I had sex with my ex-boyfriend, which was inappropriate at that time, because of those fucking bitches who befriended me. I had no life, to be exact. Everything that I do has no meaning.