Always Remember (Wesley Stromberg)

Chapter 19 'Are you Drunk?'

Laney's POV

Matt left early morning a few days ago because he had to go somewhere, but he never told me where. I haven't heard from him since. I honestly couldn't handle myself right now. Everything I thought of led back to him. It didn't help that my phone screen was a picture of us from vacation. I tried to not get on my phone because Wesley probably tweeted about the breakup and I'm probably getting tons of hate right now. It's only been a few days and I haven't done anything. I haven't eaten, I haven't slept, I've just cried and felt bad for myself.

As soon as Matt left a few days ago, I started cutting again. I needed to stop. It made me feel so good though. It took away the pain for awhile, but brought more crying. I'd always promised myself I wouldn't cry over a boy again. It was so hard not to though. When you lose someone you love, you just have to stay strong, but it's actually so hard. Great, that just made me think of Curious, which made me think of Wesley.

I need to get my mind off things. I decided to go out to a bar tonight. I need the drinks. Maybe it will take all the pain away. I just need my fake ID. I called Taylor and asked if she wanted to come.

"Hey Tay, I really need to...um get my mind off things. Do you wanna go out with me tonight? And bring your fake ID."

"What happened, and since when do you like drinking?"

"Wesley," I whispered through the phone, so low I don't know if she heard me or not.

"I'll be there in a couple hours."

I hung up the phone and hopped in the shower. I got cleaned up and tried to cover up my cuts as good as possible. I chose a tight fitting dress that one of the sleeves went down my arm. The other ended at the shoulder. It just barely covered my butt as I looked at myself in the mirror. Was I ready for this? At least it'll take away the pain for awhile. I need this.

I applied some makeup and curled my hair. I checked my phone and Taylor texted me saying she'd be here any minute. I slipped on my black heels and grabbed my clutch. I walked downstairs and Sammy was sitting on the couch. My parents weren't home, so I wasn't too worried about being caught.

"Where are you going dressed like that?" He asked protectively.

"Out with Taylor," I answered.

"Please tell me you're not trying to get Wesley back like that," he said plead filled his voice.

"Of course not. Why would I try to get him back? It was he who did wrong. If he really loved me he would've been trying by now."

"Laney he's called here 20 plus times. He even showed up, but I told him you didn't want to see him. He is trying." My expression suddenly went from excited to depressed.

"Maybe he should've not ruined this in the first place. You know how bad I hurt right now? He acts like he's the only one affected by this! I've never told a guy I loved him before! Not like I loved him! What does he do? He goes and cheats on me! I can't trust anyone! I've given too many second chances to people and they always seem to screw them up! So why even bother with giving one to him?! Why is everyone acting like it was my choice to end the relationship?"

"Laney, all I'm saying is he loves you so much. Everyone makes mistakes. You just have to learn to forgive and forget. I didn't like him, but he is really hurting. I never thought I'd see the guy cry, but when he came to the door yesterday, he was."

"I have to go my ride is here," I said trying to keep the tears from falling. Thinking of the sight of him crying over me made me want to cry more.