The Player

Hello Mr... Nice Guy?

I could literally feel my heart drop into the pit  of my stomach. "Wh--" I stopped, not ready for the answer. I stared down at my intertwined fingers, rocking back and forth in my chair as we sat there in uncomfortable silence before I managed to choke out "What did you do?"

He slowly looked up to meet my eyes, his filled with sorrow before he managed to say "well... you remember when I told you I was going to Nate's (his friend) party?"

"yeah..." I replied dragging out the 'H'. "Well, we were playing beer pong and my and the boys got pretty drunk..." he sighed scratching the back of his neck.

"And...?" I asked, losing my patience.

"....please don't be mad at me when I tell you." he pleaded. "Tell me and we'll see, but I sure as hell ain't promising." I said crossing my arms up over my chest.

"It meant nothing, I swear." he cried. "Just tell me god damn it!" I shrieked loud enough for the whole restaurant to hear. "I had sex with Sharese Marshall." he whispered.

He.. what?! I couldn't have heard that right. No fucking way would he cheat on me... would he?

"You...did what?"

"I had sex with Sharese..." he choked out. I can't believe him. HOW WOULD I NOT BE MAD? "You.. you said you loved me" I paused on the verge of crying.

"Babe, you know I do.." he cried reaching for my arm.

"You fucking asshole! Don't touch me." I yelled dumping my ice water down his shirt. "We are done Holden." I screamed, getting out of my seat.

'Cass--" he whispered.

"DONE!" And I stormed out of the restaurant tearing my jacket off its hook.

I ran onto the sidewalk to realize it was pouring. Great.

Ugh, I hate him, I fucking HATE him. "He never loved me.." I whispered only loud enough for me to hear. It was then that I let my tears fall freely, taking over my eyes as they watered over.

I started walking when I heard faint footsteps coming behind me. So I started walking faster and faster until a familiar voice got my attention.

"Hey wait!" he yelled. "You been cryin'?"

"No.." I sniffled, turning around to meet a pair of  bright green eyes.

"Yeah, looks like you have.." he said stepping closer to me.

"Here..." he pulled off his jacket gracefully throwing it on my back. "Take it, I'm warm enough.

And to that I smiled. Wow, I guess good people are left in this world.

He smirked lifting his hand up for me to shake. "What's you're name cutie?" he asked.

"Cassie. And yours Mr... I have to hit on a girl whenever I see one within my reach?" I asked a fake smirk on my face.

"Brody." he laughed. "And now now, I think you got the wrong impression of me."

"Oh really? And what is the right impression?" I smirked, not affected by his 'charms'. 

"I guess I'll have to see you again, for you to find out." he winked.

"Wow, that sounds tempting but, I'll pass." I smirked walking away from a confused Brody. Has no one told him no before? Hah, start getting used to it... asshole. I smirked thinking to myself.