Behind Closed Doors ( Chris Motionless)

Chapter 38: Pissy Drunk Led me to you

I quietly pushed open the door, and nearly screamed when I witnessed what I hadn't even dared to think about in my wildest dreams. He was in bed, with another woman. One that was much prettier than me. The girl in bed with him was Megan Massacre, his ex girlfriend. I threw my gin bottle at the wall, startling them.

Chris shot his head towards me, and paused, taking in deep breaths, and sweating.

"What a work out, huh?" I said nearly crying.

"Liz, baby, listen-"

"Save it!"

I turned and ran out the door, my eye vision got blurry, but I continued to run, Chris running after me in his favorite misfits shirt and black basketball shorts, then I paused. Chris finally caught up to me.

"LIZ-"

I spun around and slapped him. Megan stopped at the doorway and watched, keeping the sheet wrapped around her body.

"I thought you loved me..." I spoke out.

"I do,"

"LIES!!! You don't love me, you don't care about me! I know that I did wrong too, but never have I ever slept with anyone! Am I not good enough for you!? Huh?! What does she have that I don't?! Is it because she's prettier?!"

"No! She doesn't mean a thing to me,"

"Save the bullshit!"

"I'M SORRY!!"

"NO, YOU'RE NOT, YOU'RE ONLY SORRY BECAUSE I CAUGHT YOU CHEATING ON ME!!!! I BET IF I NEVER GOT PISSY DRUNK, AND STAYED HOME ALL NIGHT, YOU WOULD'VE KEPT DOING WHAT YOU DID!!! WELL, I'M GLAD I GOT DRUNK, BECAUSE PISSY DRUNK LED ME TO YOU AND I FOUND THE TRUTH!!!"

The stream of tears fell down my face, but I kept my eyes on Chris. He had an expressionless look on his face. I couldn't tell if he really felt sorry about what he did or if he felt bad. He just stared into my eyes.

"Please don't cry..." he spoke.

"Don't cry?! I may be drunk right now, but I still have emotions! I'm only human! Why shouldn't I cry?"

"BECAUSE I'M NOT WORTH CRYING OVER, I'M NOT WORTH IT!!" He yelled into my face. I slapped him again.

"We're done..." I announced. My voice broke.

There was his emotion. His face flushed, and his eyes watered up, he looked like he had just winessed someone getting hit by a car or if he had seen a ghost. I took off my black skull necklace that I wear all the time. He gave it to me after warped for being the "best girlfriend he'd ever had," it had little sparks of diamonds in it. I threw it at his chest, and walked away from him.

I went home, and cried myself to sleep.