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You were devastated. You just walked into your boyfriend of 5 years sleeping with another girl.

You stormed out of the place you called home and found yourself at a club, wanting to drink and forget the pain.

You walked to the bar and ordered a double shot. You downed it fast.  You kept the shots coming and coming until you couldn't think right.

You stumbled your way to the dance floor and found yourself moving your hips along to the beat of the song that was blasting through the building.

You didn't notice that this young man about your age started to dance with you. Looking up at him you gave a drunken smile.

You turned around so that your back was on his chest. His hands went on your hips as he moved them with his. You found your hands reach up and slip around his neck.

The more you danced, the more you forgot.

You wanted more. You placed your ass on his area and started to rub. He bit his lip, holding in a moan.

His hands started to move all over your body. He touched your thigh which made you tilt your head, back hitting his chest.

You turned around which made him realize that he shouldn't take this further because he saw how drunk you are.

"Come on, let's go" he pulled your hand but you fought with him.

"No no no please don't bring me back to him" you begged this random stranger. He looked at you confused.

"I'm bringing you to my place. I don't know who you are talking about" he told you and brought you outside the club. He walked you over to a black van. There was a driver in the front seat. He suddenly spoke in another language to the driver who then nodded. That's all you saw before your eyes closed and you fell away.

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Pain.

That was the first thing you felt when you opened your eyes. Pain.

You sat up and rubbed your head. You noticed that you weren't in your bedroom. The walls were covered in fine wallpaper and everything looked fancy and neat.

You grabbed your head when another batch of pain came. You moaned out loud.

You stopped when you heard someone call, asking if you're okay. You looked wide eyed at the white closed door.

Footsteps starting walking towards the door. You pulled the covers over your head and laid down not moving.

The door opened and you heard a deep sigh. You didn't move as you heard something clank down on the dresser beside the bed.

"Here" a man's voice said. You heard him turn around and close the door.

You peaked out the covers and saw headache pills and a glass of water. You smiled in relief as you grabbed the two tiny pills and swallowed them with the warm water. You sighed and tried to get out of bed but as soon as you went to walk,

You fell.

The guy must have heard the thump because he rushed in and went to your side.

"Yo, you gotta be more careful. You have a very bad hangover" helping you up he mentioned. You nodded and let him place you on the bed.

"Try falling asleep again" he ordered. "I'll be right here to make sure you're fine" he sat on a chair in the room and pulled his phone out. You could sort of make out his face as your eyes closed.

"Pretty" you mumbled.

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