Hunter's POV
"What's your name?" A girl walks over to me. "I have a girlfriend," I slur. It surprised me that even in my drunken state I thought about Elisya. I should call her but she'd get mad if she found out I was drunk. She would probably dump me on the spot as well. "Oh come on. She doesn't have to know," The girl smiles, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Get off of me," I groan pushing her off of me and storming out of the club. I wave for a taxi. When one pulls up I get in. "Where to?" The man driving asks. I give him the address of the hotel which I had put in my notes before and he drives off. I had no idea how to explain my state to my family but I didn't really matter. I needed a drink. Or five. When the taxi pulls up to the hotel I pay the guy and stumble into the hotel. When I get to the room, Brandon is laying on one of the beds. "Hunter are you drunk?" He asks, looking me up and down. "No," I slur. "Why are you drinking again?" He asks looking at me. "Get out of my business," I groan walking in the bathroom and shutting the door. He opens it and looks me up and down. "What is wrong with you? Why are you drinking again?!" He yells. "It's none of your business," I say through a clenched jaw. "Answer my question and I'll leave you alone!" "Elisya was kissing someone else," I groan pushing him out. "What?" He asks. I show him the photo that was sent to me. "Maybe he came onto her..." He suggests. I shake my head as tears build up in my eyes. "She cheated. And I went out and got a few drinks to forget about it. I'm sorry," I shrug as I shut the door and lock it before taking off my clothes and jumping in the shower.
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