"If you loved me, you would do this.." My "boyfriend" of three weeks whispers in my ear. I shake my head.
"I love you... But it's just... I don't want to do this..." I say shakily, and he looks me in the eye.
"If you loved me, then you would want to." He says, and I push him off of me.
"Oh my God! I do not need to have sex with you just to prove I love you!" I yell, and he tries to come back on me, but I keep him off.
"Jesus, all guys are just the same!" I say harshly as I put my cardigan back on.
As I'm about to walk out of his apartment, he yells after me, "This is over!"
"Good!" I reply, and leave.
Why does this always happen? Every time I think I love a guy, he just wants to have me for sex.
I mean, really? Women should not be used for sex. Ugh.
I drive to my college dorm, and get onto my laptop. I get on Tumblr., and start blogging.
Yes, I have a Tumblr. blog. Have a problem with it?
I was on Tumblr. until I get a call from my dad.
I grab my iPhone 6 (It was a birthday present from my grandparents...), and press answer.
"Hey, sweetheart!" My dad says happily into the phone.
"Hey, dad." I reply.
"So, when is your winter break?" He asks, and I smile at the thought that break is coming up.
"Um... The fourteenth, I think?" I say questionably, and I hear my dad again.
"Ah, well okay. Are you coming down for the holidays?" He asks.
"Of course. I'll probably come down on the eighteenth..." My voice trails off. My dad and I talk for a few more minutes, and I have to hang up, because Laura is calling me. I answer her, and I'm shocked by what she says.
"My place. Now. Bring anything you could find."
"What does that mean?' What do you want me to bring?!" I ask.
"Alcohol. Cigarettes. Whatever! Just hurry!" Laura says, and the line goes dead. I sigh, and grab my bag, and head to the liquor store.
I grab a six pack, and head to the counter.
"I.D. please." The middle aged looking man says, and I search my bag for my fake one. I hand it to him once I find it.
"Can I also get a pack of smokes?" I ask politely, and he nods. He hands me my things after I pay, and I head to Laura's house.
I knock on her door, and she answers.
"Hey! Did you get the stuff?" She asks, and I nod. She lets me inside, and I see that Marina and Rachel sitting inside.
"So, what's going on?" I ask cautiously.
"I think we're all in need of a girls night!" Marina says. I raise my eyebrow.
"We all read your Tumblr. I'm sorry about that guy..." Rachel says, and I sigh. I forgot I posted what happened on Tumblr...
I sat down on a chair, and set the drinks on the floor.
"Alright. If you guys want anything, it's right there." I say, and Rachel shakes her head.
"Well, you guys know how my dad had an alcohol problem. I'm just trying to stay away from that stuff as much as possible.." Rachel states, and we all give her a sympathetic smile.
"We understand."
We all sit around, watch Sex and the City, and just have a bunch of conversations.
"So. What total fails did everyone have this week?" Laura asks, and we all start taking turns.
"I overreacted again..." Rachel starts off by saying.
"I almost accidentally hooked up with a married man." Laura states.
"A guy tried sleeping with me..." I say.
"Well, I told a guy I loved him. And then he said he was gay." Marina says with a sigh.
"Well, you guys. Here's to the Lonely Hearts Club." I say, and raise my bottle. Everyone, except Rachel, raise their bottles too. We clink them together, and get back to our girls night.
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Lonely Hearts Club
Teen FictionWelcome to Lonely Hearts Club, a group containing four college students that have completely given up on finding a guy. Meet Rachel, the musician with an anger issue. Meet Laura, the open minded with trust problems. Meet Alison, the rebellious with...