short chapter but i promise im trying to make my update regular again x
×××
"So you'll have ago at me for cheating and then basically do it yourself? That's a low ass move" He says as I look at him confused.
"Mason I'm not cheating because we aren't dating, I'm single and have been for a good 2 years" I state as he looks at me confused. "Last time I checked I could do what I wanted, whenever I wanted"
"So being a slut to you is okay?" He questions as my heart drops, is that what he really thought of me?
"What do you mean being a slut?" I question as I look at him.
"You slept with my fucking best friend obviously to spite me, I mean you looked at me last night and smirked before running off with Jay" He says as my face falls, did I really do that?
"I was drunk, I barely remember fucking anything. Oh sorry if I fucking smiled at you and I ran off" I sarcastically say as Mason's face turns red.
"You no what, fuck you. I don't fucking need this bullshit on top of fucking everything, just fuck you" Mason says before he swings open the door and exits, slamming it hard behind causing me to flinch.
I just stood there, tears starting pouring from my eyes as I fell onto my knees. I really fucked up.
×××
I was back in my hotel room, music blaring in the background. It wasn't particularly happy music but I felt the music deep down as it played.
i dont sleep cause when i do
all i dream are dreams of you
I sighed before taking a seat on my bed and bringing my knees up to my chest, I needed to get out and numb my pain. I jumped up from the bed and ran into the bathroom, I splashed my face with water before applying a full face of makeup.
I curled my hair before walking out and picking out the shortest dress I could find before placing it on my body, I put on my converse before grabbing my phone and placing some money down my bra.
I exited my hotel room before going downstairs to whete my uber would be picking me up, I was ready for a night out and I didn't care what was going to happen.
I got out of the uber and entered the club before heading straight to the bar, I ordered 5 shots before downing them all and walked towards the dancefloor.
I thought my self-control was gettimg better, turns out it was only getting worse.
