let her go ; jenzie

02. | cheaper than a plastic bag

LAUREN ORLANDO was fuming. johnny had once again, cheated on his girlfriend with another girl, who's face was probably caked with makeup and a spray tan orange-r than donald trumps.

once she had stepped foot into her brother's room, she immediately gagged at the cheap perfume that stenched up the place. unfortunately, she recognized the perfume's aroma. it was brynn rumfallo's, one of mackenzie's closest friends.

could lauren believe brynn did such an awful thing? yes. did she believe her brother had fucked all of mackenzie's friends while they were in a relationship? hell yes.

when her idiotic brother arrived, with a sheepish look on his face, she greeted him with an angry stare. "what did i do?" he sighed, shuffling his feet. lauren didn't say anything, she simply just dragged him into his room; a small part of her felt satisfaction when he also gagged at the perfume.

"well?" she folded her arms.

"well?" johnny mimicked, crossing his arms as well.

"did you fuck brynn rumfallo last night?" lauren asked bluntly, right off the bat. johnny bit his lip, shuffling around. she rolled her eyes. "i asked you a question," she said pointedly.

"i can hear you," he muttered, rolling his eyes. "and for your information i.. i actually don't know. i can't remember. she was either a ravenette or a blonde."

"fucking asshole," lauren muttered to herself. "you probably did it with two girls. how can you be so fucking calm about this? weren't you just cuddling with your girlfriend no more than ten minutes ago?"

johnny just sighed.

"oh my god.. you guys got in a fight again, haven't you." it was more of a statement that a question.

"how can you be sure it was brynn rumfallo?" he asked nonchalantly, ignoring the question/statement, which immediately confirmed to lauren that he was lying about he didn't know whom he fucked.

"because your room smells like her perfume. it's cheaper than a plastic bag,"

"oi, not so harsh, laur. aren't you like her friend?" johnny responded, like he didn't care about the fact that he had a living, breathing person with feelings as a girlfriend.

"aren't you like kenzie's boyfriend?" mimicked lauren, gritting her teeth in exasperation. "why can't you understand one day she'll let go of you and you'll never get her back?"

"that won't happen," johnny waved her comment off. "trust me. plus, she fucks guys behind my back as well, so why aren't you giving her a pep talk?"

"how do you know that?" demanded lauren. "you're not with her 24/7, are you now? and it's up to her if she was to be a bad person or not. you're my brother, she isn't. my sister, i mean. not the other way around, duh. well, it's kinda obvious－"

"well, you might as well be her sister. this is so annoying, just like you. leave me alone can't you? this is my life, not yours." johnny reasoned pathetically, making lauren roll her eyes.

"sorry that i want my brother to be a gentleman, not a player," lauren said sarcastically. "if you want to ruin your life, well, i'm not stopping you. don't say i didn't warn you." lauren left the room dramatically, slamming the door behind her.

and he was left alone.

but he deserved it.

..did he?