Opposites

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tw: alcohol

a/n: this chapter was cowritten with my friend maile (my-lee) and i had to start from scratch for this chapter so it would be better for yall! im just so happy to almost be at chapter 13. like whoa. 

Justin was shaking but wouldn’t let his face break. His eyes looked glassy and his face had a sullen expression to it. I felt like I should have done something, but I didn’t know what.

“God, I can’t believe I was so stupid!” Justin yelled out in anger. His voice was on the verge of cracking.

“Don’t say that. It’s not your fault.” I awkwardly pat him on the shoulder.

“We have been together for three years and now I’m to believe our whole relationship was nothing but a lie.” He spat the words out in a state of disdain.

“Justin, everything happens for a reason. You guys were good together and some things just aren’t meant to work out no matter how great they are.” I took his face in my hands and made him look at me so I knew he was listening. He didn’t even seem that sad, just distraught.

“We were never good together, Cali. Neither of us were happy in our relationship this past year, and there were many times where I wanted to act on my feelings whenever other girls were around me. I just can’t believe she didn’t at least break up with me first, I would have at least felt some respect coming from her.” Justin backed out of my hands and turned away from me.

“Well, there’s nothing you can do about it now, Justin. So what are you gonna do?” I shifted my feet awkwardly and bit my lip. 

“Either I can sit here and feel miserable about a girl I never loved, or I could actually have fun for the rest of the night and forget Tamara exists. Which do you prefer to do with me?”

            “How do you plan to forget about her?” I had stepped closer to Justin and every fiber of my being felt drawn to him. I put a hand on his shoulder and bit my lip, teasingly. I had to stop feeding off of other’s vulnerabilities. His hair was slightly out of order from running his fingers through it constantly. His eyes were wide and everything about him seemed vulnerable. It was like I was a lioness and Justin was just a baby gazelle. 

“Well, some booze would help at the moment, and doing something way beyond my character.”

            “Wait, you and Tamara dated for three years?” I paused.

“Unfortunately.” he scoffed.

            “When we first met, you told me you had only been dating for four months, and not too long ago, Aimee told me you guys had started dating end of freshman year. Why did you lie about that to me?”

            “Because it’s sort of ridiculous when you think about it. I mean sure we’re similar because we both hang out with stereotypical douchebags, but other than that we have nothing in common. I just don’t like the idea that I’ve been with her this long.”

             “So you were afraid of what I’d think of you? Is that what you’re sort of saying?”

“No, Well...I don’t know, Cali. Can we just stop talking about Tamara?”

             “Fine, let’s just go to Emilia’s and down an entire bottle of Jack Daniel’s, yeah? I’ll drive if you don’t want to.” I raised my eyebrows at him and smirked. 

“That sounds pleasurable, let’s go.”