Fallon Carrington Imagines

3) Why me

Y/n's POV
      Sam remind me why I'm doing this? He just rolled his eyes and took me to the bar. Because you are miserable after you and Fallon broke up and I know you, drinking always makes you feel better. I look at him blankly, actually drinking is your thing, not mine. I just don't want to think about Fallon but I can't help myself. I sighed, I could go for a couple of drinks. Sam clapped his hands and ordered us a couple of shots and rum and cokes. After 10 shots later I felt drunk as fuck. Sam and I were dancing until someone bumped into me, oops my bad. I look up and see no other than Fallon herself. Great. I was about to walk away but she grabbed me, y/n how many drinks have you had?
Like 10 or something why do you care, you fucking broke up with me you stupid bitch! All of a sudden I feel a hard hand hit my face. Everyone went silent and I walked away. I heard footsteps behind me, y/n I didn't mean to I'm sor-
FUCK YOU FALLON! I screamed at the top of my lungs. She looked at me with wide eyes, she has never heard me yell before not even when we together. When we argued I was pretty calm but not this time, you pushed me away Fallon I loved you so much and you lied to me about so many things, why couldn't you just been honest with me? I started to cry. She looked at the floor and wiped her cheeks. I felt so lost without her and so broken, like half of me is gone, why me huh? What made you walk away from me from us?
You know I can't answer that y/n, I wish I knew the fucking answer but I don't. My heart just sank to stomach and I felt like I was having a panic attack. Fallon used to help me through them but I don't need her help, so I walked away before I start to have one. I looked back and Fallon was gone, just like the day she walked out of my life... for good.