Chapter Twelve

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*Angel's POV*

Alright, in all honesty, I didn't go back home yet. It has been exactly a week, almost two weeks since I left. Well, sue me for being stubborn.

It wasn't easy. I know me and Lance aren't exactly together or whatnot, but we were MU. The stage where we're starting to know each other more and be all sweet, and preparing til' we get to the real deal! In an actual relationship.

Of course I'm hurt! Who in the right mind wouldn't?

The last time me and Lance communicated, was last week when he sent me a message asking me to go back home. Days past by and he kept on calling, send messages in Twitter, Viber,Facebook-- pretty much everywhere. but all I did was ignore. I was still mad, no, I was furious. The ignoring must have gotten his hopes down and eventually, he stopped.

Well, one thing's for sure.

I can't run away from my problems forever.

I sighed deeply, twirling the tip of my hair. Would you believe me if I said I never drunk any alcoholic beverages in my entire life? Well, sue me.

A little thought in my head was playing around, and I was arguing whether to agree or not. Go to a club and drink your problems away. That's what it was.

I was biting my bottom lip, more like chewing on it; That happens whenever I think too much about something.

Before I could say no, my feet immediately carried me off the bed, pulling me to the closet where my clothes were. I guess I'll give it a shot? Here goes nothing..

I grabbed the first plastic from H&M that contained my brand new clothes I had bought three days ago. I decided on wearing a pair of jeans that was ripped in the front, I paired it with a grey tank top that had 'YOLO' written across it and finally, topped it a black cardigan which the sleeves stopped just below my elbow.

and lastly, of course, I threw on some accessories.

As for my make up, I kept it minimal because who would want to look like a clown? I will be gladly honored to do it for you. (note the sarcasm) For my hair, I wore my Arella wig and just slightly blow dry the ends so it won't look too straight and boring, and lastly, I wore my green contacts.c

Before going out, I made sure that I brought everything that I needed and stuffed it all in my satchel bag.

It was only around 8:30 pm and the place was still crowded, plenty of shops were still open, and music was blaring out loud in the dark atmosphere of the sky. Sadly, all this unplanned vacation will be over soon.

After a good 16 minutes of walking around and trying to find a good quality  club. Yes, I am out of my mind.

There was a sign that said "Party in the midnight" it actually looked pretty outside. All those decorations outside the  club was plain perfection.

I didn't hesitate to go inside, so I did and there was a bouncer waiting outside, checking to see if you're on the list or not.

As he saw me, he immediately recognized who I was, which wasn't quite a surprise since I was on TV days ago on the dance competition.

The aroma of beer suddenly filled the place, which by the smells terrible. I was somehow in the state of being depressed and I would do anything to at least get my mind off that issue.

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