Chapter 11

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Billie's POV

Waking up from my slumber, stretching my arms up hearing some crackle. The morning sun hitting my bedroom walls.

It was 10 in the morning, I took my normal routine. Before going to work.

The memories from last night came back to myself. My face turn to a frown, wondering if I should talk to Win or not.

It was now 6 pm and Brandon hasn't even texted or call me for the whole day.

BING!

I grab my phone, it was a message from my brother.

"Bil, I just saw your so called boyfriend in a hotel room with some slut."

The message read, I scoff to myself thinking this is just away for him to break up with Q.

"Nice try bro, but you won't fool me easily."

I texted back with a smug face. That quickly been wipe off by a picture of Brandon with some big ass gril walking out of a hotel.

My eyes starts to sting, I can feel hot tears escaping my eyes. How could he do this to me.

No, he must have got that picture when me and Brandon weren't even in a relation yet....yeah.

I quickly change my clothes, grab my car keys and speed off to Brandon's house.

He gave me a spare key to his place, just in case he say. Unlocking the door greeting myself to his environment.

My ears immediately hear the sound of someone moaning and a loud bang in Brandon's room.

I gather all my courage preparing myself for this. Opening Brandon door to see him on top of that same chick in the picture.

"You fucking asshole!!"

I scream at him, the shitty slut doesn't seem to care one bit of my present.

"Baby I'm s-"

"Leave her Brandon, you have me to fuck around."

My blood boiled, clenching my jaw before stomping out of his house. Hearing him screaming for apologise, but I didn't care anymore.

Getting in to my dodge challenger slamming the door shut, before going to some random bar.

Tears was streaming down my face making the road a little blurry. My phone began to ring and it was my brother.

I didn't answer it, for now I just want to be all alone.

7 hours later

I take down another shot feeling the alcohol going down my throat.

I'm completely drunk at this, feeling everything that surrounds me feels fuzzy. I've been talking to this dude for the past hour now, and I have no clue what are we even talking about.

"So what brings you here anyway?"

"Ugh...my boyfriend cheated on me."

"Ah, a classic." He laughed but I didn't join him.

My heart began to beat real fast before I felt like a needle just stab it. I squeeze my hand hard for me to bare the pain.

Opening my eyes to see the red thread again, my eyes follow the trail and it was going in the crowd of people dancing.

The end of the thread began to appear and it was a attach to a person pinkie. It was Win.

She's with a girl dancing together on the dancefloor. I want to ignore the fact I can clearly see the string around Win's finger. But I can't, 'cause I already seen it.

She's my soulmate.....No. those stuff don't exist.

The other will suffer from a great pain striking their heart

My eyes widen at the sight them just kiss. In a heartbeat, the pain in me grew and it only getting worse.

It's a message they're other half already found someone else.

Clenching my large shirt while trying to maintain the pain to myself. This hurt way more from the previous one. Looking back at the two and Win began to kiss back at her. Is it really true what the book say? I thought those thing were just child books.

"You okay there buddy?"

"Yeah... I just remember I need to go somewhere.."

"At this time? Oh Well Bye!"

I try to walk normally while exiting the bar. This shit hurt like crazy, I mean, I know Brandon cheated on me hurt but this, this a whole new level.

Driving back to my place while the fire in me keeps on burning the whole ride. I just want this shit to end.

I hobbled to my room, face planted my face in my pillow before letting out a horrific scream.

"Fucking stop already!" I scream at nothing but it just kept on burning and burning.

"Win..." i mumble her name, a tear slip on my eye before I pass out.

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