I slammed my apartment door behind me. I threw my jacket and my purse onto the couch, and started pacing around the living room, constantly either running my hands through my hair or putting them on my forehead. I wanted to cry, I felt my eyes filling with tears and the room was blurry, but I wouldn't let them flow freely, I just blinked them back, keeping myself together.
Of course he liked Nikki better than me, why wouldn't he like her? She was blond and tall and had beautiful eyes and her looks were absolutely perfect, unlike mine.
I was mad at everything right now, I couldn't see anything else, exept imagine what Luke and that model must be doing right now. I felt a huge pressure drop onto my chest and my eyes were once again becoming glossy.
I heard the front door unlock. I quickly wiped away a few stray tears that had falled down my cheeks. Luke flew in, a worried look plastered on his face.
He sighed, his eyes landing on me "What happened to you? You just vanished, are you okay?" he breathe, seeming releaved to see me.
"No. I'm not okay" I muttered through my teeth "How could you be such a jerk?" the words flew out of my mouth, my blood boiling with rage.
"What?" he spat confused "I don-"
"Enjoy sleeping on the couch" I cut him off and turned to storm off to the bedroom.
"Wait, stop! What are you talking about?" he called out.
"If the couch isn't good enough for you" I screamed, turning on my heel to face him "Why don't you go sleep with Nikki? Unless you already haven't!"
I stared at him, furious, and his eyes widened more and more as he realised what I was talking about.
I quickly turned around and practically ran into the bedroom, locking the door behind me. Luke didn't make it in time to stop me and he was locked out of the room.
He knocked on the door and called for me, I heard the panic in his voice, but I ignored everything he said. I fell over the bed, burrying my face in my pillow and envelopping my arms around myself. All I heard were my silent sobs and Luke's cries.
*Julie's point of view*
I moved Jens arm a little so I could see why she and Jess stopped. As soon as I did, I noticed where Ashton was. He was in the corner of the room, with that Megan girl. She was playing with his hair like I usually did and her lips were a little too close to his, if you ask me.
I felt a lump in my throat and I felt anger taking over me rapidly. I couldn't stay here any longer, I never even wanted to come in the first place. I turned around quickly and ran out of the club.
On my way back to our house, where we had just moved in today, I only felf anger and jealousy, not a single shread of sadness, only rage.
The second I got home, I started throwing a temper tantrum. I felt stressed, furious, I couldn't stand still.
"He cheated on me. He cheated on me! He's cheating on me right this moment!" the words echoed in my head, quietly, then louder and louder until I couldn't take it anymore. I screamed as loud as I could I picked up the first thing I could see, some vase, and I threw in to the ground. It broke into peaces right before my eyes. I screamed again, putting my hands on my head and entangling my fingers into my hair.
My legs gave in and I curled up next to the couch, covering my face with my hands.
I sat in scilence for a while, slowly giving in and letting sadness take it's place, replacing my previous rage. I lifted my head when I heard the door unlock.
