Falling For The BAD GUY

Chapter 46- Stronger than I was

February 28, 2004

I'm at the bar with Adam and I'm trying my best to not break down in tears.

"Yo Naomi what's up with you?"

"You really don't know?" I asked now with 0 patience for him cause I really don't wanna put up with this pretending anymore

"No. Since Eminem came out y-" he said and looked at me a couple of second and his eyes got wilder "you're that Naomi??" He asked and probably figured it out

"Yeah"

"What the fuck how did I not noticed it? Damn you look way more hotter than in the magazines" he said and I rolled my eyes

"Yeah thanks" I sighed

"It must suck seeing him now" he said and I nodded

"It does"

"Wait wait...what if he saw us? I'm fucking screwed if he saw us" he said and I frowned at him

"What" is he stupid or something

"I don't wanna get my ass beat for no girl" he said with fear in his eyes

"Are you fucking serious?!" I said as I was so fucking angry

"Bet your ass I'm serious the fuck do I look like to you?"

"Fine. Go" I said

"I'm sorry but if you'd see it from my pro-"

"Just fucking go!" I said and he left and I felt so stupid for letting go and kissing him..I order some water cause I can feel my head spinning that's when I hear all the people go crazy and I look at the stage and see him. God I actually see him. It's been so long and it's like all the feelings are growing back inside and I feel so heart broken just seeing his face. He sing some song with this nice bit and I see all the people vibing and I nod my head a little bit too but that's until I listen to the words

"You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fucking sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you I puke"

Is he fucking serious?? I look at the stage again and I see all the people going fucking crazy. He made an eye contact with me and I instantly knew he did this shit cause of me..how dare he go down this route?! He continue to rap and it just get worst and worst

"I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter that you'd probably just shred up, yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to, a stupid piece of
Paper, I'd rather let you see how
Much I fucking hate you in a freestyle
You're a fucking cokehead slut, I hope you fucking die
I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your fucking guts, you fucking slut, I hope you die
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad
It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back
It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But what else can I do? I haven't got a clue
Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to
But every time I think of you now all I wanna do is puke"

That's it I just got up and walked out of the club in tears. How could he fucking do that?! Was it cause he saw me with Adam? Still it doesn't make it fucking right. I was the one that got hurt! Why would he fucking do it?! I wonder where Emma is but she kept in touch with the guys and all.. the guys. I didn't talk to anyone in the last 2 years. I just couldn't. Seeing them reminded me so much of Marshall and I preferred to stop talking to them. I'm sure they'll understand..someone suddenly touch my shoulder and I turn around to see a face I didn't see for a long time.