"Really wanna work this out
But I don't think you're gonna change
I do but you don't
Think it's best we go our separate ways."
Burn~ Usher
"Royalty!" Brandon went after her and left Maggie on that couch. She didn't stay there, going after her cheating boyfriend and his friends behind him.
"What?" She asked nonchalantly. That was a deadly sign. She reached her breaking point. "Luke and I used condoms when we dated, and I cheated on him with you. You got me pregnant and I went to Planned Parenthood and they gave me a pill since I was only a few weeks. I lied and said it was Luke's when I told you. And I got treated a few months later when I got caught up with Luke again, the only time he didn't use protection and we broke up."
Brandon ran a hand over his face, preparing a yell from his throat. "You got rid of my kid? Why the fuck did you not tell me? You are such a bitch!" Royalty let a bitter chuckle escape as she approached him, back handing him so hard his whole body whipped around.
"I give up with you Brandon. I'm done... I can't do this with you anymore." Royalty began, "As much as I do love you and want to work it out with you and wait for you, I cannot deal with your shit... This is over. And Magic Marker? If you choose to stay with him, he'll be faithful now, cos he was only hitting this ass. Back on you, don't even try to call or text me anymore."
She got in her car, numb to the pain and all that happened with him.
"Dammit!" Brandon looked towards the sky, letting his own emotions go. "Fuck!"
Maggie walked towards him, "How could you even cheat on me?" She questioned.
"Maggie I don't have the energy to deal with yo shit anymore. Get yo shit and bounce, goddamn." He told her, making the girl scoff.
"You owe me an explanation!" She yelled.
"Maggie! Can you get the fuck out? Damn! Got some real shit on my mind can you fucking leave?" He yelled back. "Yes! I was with Royalty the entire time I was dating you! Now go home."
Maggie grabbed her shit and with tears she left.
Brandon stood outside, finally letting all of it go as he felt tears grace his cheeks, making him remove his glasses, throwing them to the asphalt. His friends comforted him as he physically and emotionally broke down.
Royalty laid in bed, feeling absolutely numb. She was in so much pain, her body was literally dead, like she couldn't feel it anymore. She couldn't feel anything.
"And you are
Unforgettable
I need to get you alone (ooh)
Why not? A fuckin' good time never hurt nobody."
Unforgettable~ French Montana ft Swae Lee
Was it a bad idea to be in a club dressed in the sexiest outfit she had when she was clearly hurting? Yes.
And in the middle of the club she was seen, a drink in her hand, dancing to beat and what not. She downed all the drink, heading back to the bar and taking a shot or two. She stopped there cos she now had no one to make sure she got home safely
But for now, she was fine with the buzz, dancing on random guys who gladly let her do whatever with them. But there was this one guy she preferred to dance on, but the thing with him was, he was the same height as Brandon and familiarity felt nice. When she felt her buzz fade, she went back to the bar, being approached by a man who she couldn't identify. He wasn't white, not with dreads he wasn't, but his tattoos seem tribal, but he was so pale. She couldn't pin point a race just yet. The guy was the same- hey! That was the guy she was dancing on. He's actually a lot taller than she felt. By a lot.
