Hello Tomorrow

Chapter Two

I wanted to puke.

I wanted to cry.

I wanted to hit him.

I wanted to scream.

I didn't do any of those things though.

Instead, I decided to be mature. So I threw my drink in his face and calmly walked away.

Of course, he ran after me.

"Ally, babe please wait. Let me explain." I ignored him and try to make my way through the crowd and to the front door. Kayla had gotten off of the bar at somepoint  and sees me trying to leave.

"Ally, where are you going? This is your party." Then she got a closer look at me, "What's wrong?"

"I just need to go. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I say as a strong hand landed on my arm. I try to pull away but he won't let me. "Carter, let me go. Neither of us want to do this here. You're making a scene." People had formed around us trying to listen in on any possible drama. I'm sure we looked just great with him soaked, me most likely looking like a pissed off cat and Sammy still standing behind him like he was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

"Babe, will you please just listen to me. Its not what you think." Carter tried to pull me closer to him. "I love you, Ally."

"No. You don't." I growl and yank my arm away from him and try to leave again but the crowd is too tight and Carter steps in front of me.

"Babygirl, please. It was a mistake. They all were. I promise, this will never happen again." I roll my eyes as one of Sammy's friends holds her after being called a mistake by Carter. What she really should be called is a homewrecker.

Wait a minute.

Did he just say "they."

As in cheating on me is a regular habit for him. 

I didn't think before I acted. I do this sometimes.

I swung and caught Carter's cheek bone right under his eye with my fist.

And trust me that hurt, maybe just as much as it hurt Carter or more. I look down at my hand and see the stupid promise ring he gave me on our 6 month anniversary. I pull off the ring and chuck it at his head.

I don't stay long enough to see if my aim is on or off and storm out of Kayla's house.

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The next day I didn't feel like leaving my room or even my bed for that matter so i didn't. Most of our things had already been packed and sent ahead so they would be there when we get to our new home. My mom came up to check on me and bring me food a few times but didn't press me for answers.

Kayla came over with Amy the day after. Amy is my other best friend who couldn't go to the party. She's still grounded for sneaking out 3 weeks ago and coming home twisted. My mom told me that they stopped by yesterday

"Come on, sweetie," Amy says sitting on the bed next to me. "Let's go get you in a shower and get some ice cream. You smell like cheap beer and depression."

"No." I grumble while blowing my nose in a kleenx. I've been crying since I got home last night. I can feel that my face is swollen and most likely red. I have a headache and the last thing I want to do is get out of bed. Carter has been blowing up my phone since I left the party. I refused to look at it and put my phone on do not disturb last night so it would stop buzzing every 3 seconds. From what I had seen roll acroos the top of my screen he's trying to applogize.

"Yes," Kayla says while gently pulling the blanket off of me. "Come on, Al. You haven't even changed since the party. Lets get you into the shower. After we can have a girls day and forget all about that son of a bitch."

"Come on, Al. You're leaving in a few days," Amy practically pouts. "Lets go have some fun."

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I agreed to go with them. After my shower Kayla put makeup on me while Amy picked out an outfit since i didnt want to do either.  We went to a salon and got our hair and nails done together for the last time before I moved. I actually forgot about Carter and enjoyed being with my girls. We got dinner and ended the night at a movie theater.

They both stayed the night at my house and two days later they come with my family to the airport where we all bawled our eyes out.

I never looked at the messages from Carter and he eventally went from blowing up my phone to only messaging me once or twice a day.

Goodbye today.

Hello tomorrow.