The Poison Of Your Love (Sweet Pea love story)

Part 2 of dramatic exit

"Why are things so complicated between us?" -I say to Sweet Pea without looking at him

When Sweet Pea doesn't answer me, I step in front of him. Standing in his way.

Before I could say more...he kisses me

Holding my face up to his. He kisses me with passion and kind loving.
This made my legs weak and my stomach wiggle with butterflies.
Not to mention something down below.

When he breaks our kiss, I'm left breathless. Not to mention shook asf🤪

Knowing what I gotta do. I take a step back but still keeping a smile on my face.

"Though that was amazing. You still haven't given an answer." -me

"Mikayla...I'm sorry. But..." -Sweet Pea

"But nothing. . . . I get it if won't tell me then...nothing" -me

I back away from him and head back to the bar, leaving Sweet Pea to think about his next move.

Once I arrive back at the bar, my bottle is half done and my head really feeling it. I sit in my usual at the bar. This time though, no guy was looking at me.

I feel sad. Idk why. I hate who I am.

If only I would stop playing stupid games and grow up.

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I feel so drunk. My head spins and I can't feel my body right.

A tear falls my eye.

"No not here" -me

Before I know it, I'm shoving my way through the crowd with my bottle still glued to my hand.

The world shakes around me and my legs threaten to render themselves useless.

I get through the doors and almost face plant down the stairs, but a hand that gripped my arm with force stopped me.

I spin around almost doing a full 360.

Am face to face with an almost recognizable face...but I can't tell.

"I'm fi—-hh—nnne." - I blurt to this stranger and turn away.

I stumble down the stairs and keep walking. Which is difficult because the ground seemed to run from my feet.

I watch the ground running from me and my feet chase it.

But I can never catch it...

I look up for the first time in awhile.
And I'm disoriented. I don't know where I am.
I'm surrounded by trees.

I feel scared even more. So I take another shot. Which turned into a contest to see how fast I could finish the bottle.

I choke and spit out the water tasting alcohol.

Tears flood my eyes and I can't stop them.

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The bottle has disappeared...and so have I.