We Run This Town

Chapter 45

CHAPTER 45

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

KASEY'S POINT OF VIEW:

It is so hard letting him go. It's like all I ever wanted, I just let it go. I'll never be able to forgive myself. I convinced myself that Luke was adding on to my stress, but he's not. He's not even here. I don't know how I could ever forgive Katie for calling him and telling him all that...but I guess it's just something she does. I question myself everyday. All this pain, all this hurt...it's like it's never going to go away, ever.

Today would have been Luke and I's two year anniversary. Good thing I don't have any classes, I would have bawled my eyes out at everything that reminded me of Luke. Sometimes I walk past a guy on the streets or in the hallways and their smell is exactly like Luke's. Or their hair is styled exactly like his, or they have the same hat at Luke, or they walk the same way as Luke. Whatever it is, it always brings a tear to my eye.

I sat impatiently on my bed. I don't know what I'm waiting for. I keep checking my phone, waiting for Luke to call one more time. Just once more, but I got nothing. I would love to just call him myself, but I know he won't forgive me. Not after all the pain I most likely caused him.

I let out a big sigh. I should do something tonight to take my mind off of things, like go to a bar or something. Yeah, I'll do that.

I went to my closet and found a navy blue dress that stopped a couple inches after my butt. It's a cute, yet simple strapless dress. It hugged my body tightly, showing off all my curves. I waved my hair and just messed it up, I honestly didn't want to take the time to make it look good. I did my makeup and drove downtown.

I walked in and looked around. Half of the bar was just like your typical bar. The other half was a dance floor with a DJ up front. There aren't many people here as of now, but it's only seven o'clock.

I sat at a stool at the bar and thought about all the drinks I could have. Kasey, you better be ready to be broke in the morning...and hungover. I'm only twenty, but the bartender never asks for an ID. They're not that focused on seeing how old I am.

"Hey what can I get ya?" the bartender asked.

It was a guy that looked to be about twenty-five. Tall and muscular, blond hair and sparkly blue eyes.

"Uhh something strong." I said slamming my debit card on the table.

"Alright." He winked.

I'm not ready for what's about to come my way.

~~~~

I rolled over to look at my alarm clock, but got distracted by my pounding headache. Damn, what happened last night? I saw it was noon. Ugh. I need an aspirin. I was just about to get up to go get one, when I realized I was naked. I quickly covered myself up and looked around the room.

The most unexpected thing I see, some guy in my bed.

Who the hell is in my bed?!

I started panicking and freaking out. This is not who I am! I don't even know who this is! I know Luke and I aren't together, but I feel terrible. I feel like I cheated on him. I have the need to apologize, but I can't tell him about this.

I found clothes and quickly put them on. I found an aspirin and chugged a bottle of water. Hopefully this guy knows what happened last night.

I leaned against the sink and sighed. What am I even doing? I just had sex with someone I don't even know. How could I do that?

My thoughts were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I turned to see the guy. It was the bartender from last night. Are you kidding me.

"Um hey." He said slipping his shirt back on. He had abs, my oh my.