Nineteen

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It was 2:18 am and I was drunk. And I mean Shit faced drunk. I hazily scrolled through my contacts in the mood to call someone.

I came across a name, that I know for sure that I didn't put there.

The name started with an H. Wasn't really sure who it was but I still called anyways.

It rang a couple of times before a feminine voice answered.

"I knew you'd end up calling sooner or later." Said the woman

"Who is this."

"Hailey. We met at the club the other day."

" Can't really remember. So what you doing?" I asked

"It's 2 am what does a person do this late at night?"

" I don't know but wanna come over?" I asked again

"Come over? What exactly for?" She asked

"I guess we'll find out when you come over huh?"

"I guess so. Send me the address."

In less than 10 minutes Hailey showed up to my apartment wearing nothing but booty shorts and a crop that I didn't hesitate in ripping off as soon as she was in my reach.

Jumping on me she whispered in my ear
" I knew you'd come around."

Pinning her up against the door. I whispered back
"Less talking and more kissing."

There was a trail of clothing leading up to my sofa. I was honestly too drunk and sex deprived to really care about anything else.

I mean I didn't even know the girl who I was about to fuck senseless but I honestly didn't care. Not real long thinking about the aftermath of this situation and pulled my shirt off.

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SELENAS POV:

It was about 2:30 am and I was tipsy maybe even a little drunk. As soon as I got off of work I came right home and popped open a bottle of wine. Started up a nice warm bath and picked out a book to read while I enjoyed to warm water against my skin.

The hospital really has been taking a toll on me. So I decided that I deserved a break.  I'd usually never drink on a Thursday evening but it was very much needed.

Now I was comfortably sitting on my couch almost halfway done with my bottle of wine, the tv was on low volume and "How to lose a guy in 10 days" was playing. A classic that I've seen about a hundred of times.

I know I should go to sleep if I wanted to survive another day of work but instead I reached for my phone.

What I was about to do I know I'd regret when I would be sober but I still scrolled through my contacts and clicked on the name I know I shouldn't have clicked on.

The phone rang a couple of times before he picked up.

"Hey Justin, this is probably such a bad idea but I'm kinda drunk do who really cares right? Anyways I just wanted to tell you that you're the best person ever. You're my best friend and I love you so much. And I wished everything would be how it was when we were in college. But I somehow drove you away. I always think about what we could've been if you didn't leave that night. I mean we'd still be together right now and maybe even married. I would of loved that. I think that's all I ever wanted in life. To be happy and accepted. And you made me feel that way. But one day it all just went down the drain. Well now I'm just rambling on. So what are you doing?"

"Sorry honey but Justins a little busy with me right now. Maybe try another time." Said a female voice causing me to sober up a little bit.

My hurt sunk a little

Not saying anything I hung up the phone.

Of course he'd want nothing to do with me. That's why he left in the first place. I wasn't enough then why would I be enough for him now.

Stupid me

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"Who was on the phone?"

"Don't know some girl who went on about how much she loves you and what you could of been if you didn't leave that night. Wasn't really paying attention."

I was way too drunk to even comprehend who that could of been so I pushed it to the back of my mind and closed my eyes falling into a drunken slumber.




AN: poor Selena.

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