That Bitch..

Untitled Part 75

I would be lying if i would say that i did not know .. or i did not have a feeling about who Peter really was. We both were young.. he was my first boyfriend, lover.. man. He had some notches on his belt.. but in all honesty nothing serious.. just first learning experiences. 

I sneaked out of the club. It was chilly outside and my watch showed 3:12 am. I walked pass the small groups of people smoking and reach for my cell in my purse. I needed to call taxi. 

"Michaela?" I heard female voice. I looked up in Vanda's face. 

"You leaving?"

"I do." I said and looked back in my purse. I did not want to look at her face. I could feel her getting closer. 

"Thank you for coming.. " She said. I did not look at her.

"I'm sorry for not telling you the truth. I should have." She kept talking. I was not interested in her exuses or her reasoning for betraying me. As a friend, no matter what, she should have been honest with me and maybe save me from years of wasting my time with the boy who gave  two shits about me...

I honestly blocked her voice.. and finally took my cell out, starting to deal a number of the taxi company. 

"Oh my God.." 

I could hear he whispered. I took my eyes from the cell phone to look at her.. She was staring to the left side.. i looked that direction..

There was a group of men arguing.. i could not see very well who they were..

"I think its Peter..." She said. "You know what.." She looked death in my eyes.. she was obviously drunk.. "Im gonna tell that cocksucking asshole what's up..."

"W w wait!" I reached my hand to stop her but she turned on heel of her super expensive shoe and walked towards the crowd..

Maybe few years late.. little too late for that..

I watched her walk not so straight.. shouting - "Peter!" "Hey You!" "You Asshole" .. I think she did not know to who was she talking to.. I was not so sure He was even there...

She came back after couple of minutes...

"It was not him.."

I laughed. Taxi just parked next to us.. It was somebody else's but we took it.. she sat next to me at the back seat.. 

"So.. What's going on with your life Misha?"

The taxi dropped us off at her house. We sat in her kitchen eating some left over appetizers and drinking wine. I told her everything.. the story of my first part of the new year..

"..freaking Jacob.. " She shook her head... "You know I slept with him?"

"What?! When??" 

"When we were freshmen.. He was my first one.." She took a sip of the wine..

"You never told me.." - shockingly!

"It sucked.. he was horrible.. I wanted to push it out of my head.. I felt horrible.."

"Tell me about it.."

We talked for couple hours.. I stood up  to go lie down for bit - it was close to the six.. We hugged. And it felt good..