I sat there in complete silence, staring at that piece of plastic. My mind was racing. All because of one piece of plastic. My life for the next 18 years could be affected. Then my thoughts jumped to my girlfriend, we have been together for 2 years. She just moved in with me. Our lives together would end in an instant if it turns out I'm a ticking time bomb.
Three weeks ago, I made a stupid mistake. I, my girlfriend, and some friends decided to go out. I was never very big on drinking but I didn't want to seem antisocial. Everything was fine at first, me and my girlfriend dancing, her raven black hair flowing all around her. Suddenly, a man caught my eye he was relatively plain compared to everyone else. He was just sat at the bar, looking around, surveying the area. I excused myself and went over to the bar. I ordered myself another water, then I heard his voice, it was like honey, gently drawing me in.
"What's a young beautiful lady like you doing here?" I was shocked, I had never been someone who was noticed by anyone.
"I..i'm here...here with some friends," I replied mentally facepalming due to my stutter.
"Just friends eh? No one special?" His voice drew me in deeper.
"Yeah, just friends," I replied stupidly. How could I forget my girlfriend? Then he bent over and whispered in my ear. That honeyed voice. Then he reached for my hand and lead me out. I didn't look back.
I come back from the terrible memories of that night. As my phone pings. It's him. I forgot that I had texted him that I was doing this. His words seemed so broken but felt so fake. He was in a complete panic, him being only 20 me only 19. His face lit up my screen again.
After what seemed like an age I look at that piece of plastic. I pick it up, it felt so heavy for something so light. My eyes widen as I look at it. I drop it in shock and fall onto the floor in tears. My life is over. I could no longer continue with my future plans. I decided to call him up, my tears were all he could hear but he knew the meaning. I hear him crying too. Our lives ruined all because of one night.

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Novela JuvenilThis is a book filled with bits and pieces. I have written all of these pieces whether it was using writing prompts or just a random idea.