Addicted to you and there's nothin' I can do

Chapter 32

Usually people didn't know how it felt like,
not knowing what have happened to you.
Being completely in the dark, people telling you that you've slept with someone you
really didn't want to sleep with, that you've been drugged, it was fucking terrifying.

I knew it was reckless, fucking stupid to
even consider going to that park but I had to know, even if it was a trick to get me there, I had to know if there were more, more of the story of that night.

So as an assurance, in case Pump were gonna try something, I went into one of Trippie's drawers, and there covered by clothes were a gun, I grabbed it. No fucking way would I let my guard time and get drugged or something worse this time.

You would probably say it was crazy of me
but Pump could still be mad as fuck after Trippie beat him up in the school hall
only two days before.

So after hiding the gun in my bra, — I didn't have any other fucking place to lay it, don't judge — I headed out of Jahseh's house,
careful not to make a lot of noise.

I still had on Trippie's hoodie and sweatpants, at this point I didn't even bother to care that I looked like a huge plastic bag in it. After fifteen minutes of walking, I arrived at the park, and there he sat on a bench, Pump.

"Yaaa twenty minutes late" He said with his annoying ass laughter as I got closer.

"Be glad I fuckin' came in the first place" I breathed out as I rolled my eyes irritatedly, sitting myself down on the bench, trying to sit as far away from that asshole as I could. "Now, I ain't about that small talk, especially not when it comes to your ass, so be quick, tell me 'ThE rEaL mOtHeRfUcKiN' StOrY" I said quoting what he said to me on the phone.

"The real fuckin' story is that nothin' ever happened between us shawty, I swear on my damn life, ya dig, all that happened was we
had a drink, then ya ass disappeared" He explained, his face looked sincere but I
knew he wasn't, it was Lil Pump after all.

" Yeah, aight, so tell me, how does that explain how you bragged about how you fucked me straight in my fucking face in school?" I replied in disbelief.

"Ouu, that? Trippie made me say it, it was all set up. You see, after that facetime we had and that screenshot I laid out of it on ma IG story. He got real MAD mad. Threatened me and shit. That pussy told me if I didn't play along and said I drugged you, he and his cousins would beat up mah momma" Lil Pump said, and it looked like he was really sad about it, but the question was, was it all just good acting or real.

That couldn't be true, Trippie could never do something like that. "And why the hell should I fuckin' believe you, huh?" I muttered out.

"Ya forreal? Shouldn't the countless times
he's cheated on ya ass teach ya not to trust him, he's out fuckin' all this hoes but want
ya all to himself, that's fucked up" Pump
breathed out with a bitter chuckle.

"He's ch-cheated on me countless ti-times?" I asked, my voice cracking as I spoke those words.

"Yo, ya didn't know that did ya? Damn. Wait a sec..." He said taking out his phone from his pocket, going into his Snapchat memories as he pulled up a video, flipping the screen towards me.

It was a video, I instantly saw that it was Trippie. What really caught my sight was the girl sitting on his lap, they were making out.
I prayed that the video was old, but, no,
that's when I noticed the hoodie he
was wearing, it was a red hoodie I had
bought for him only a week ago.

And that was the moment it felt like my heart just had been ripped out of my chest, thrown onto the floor and stumped on over and over again. I felt completely and utterly broken.