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𝘇𝗮𝘆𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗸 | 𝟱
𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤...
as i barged out of the front door, i felt my eyes begin to sting with tears and my vision grew blurry. a million different thoughts were racing around my mind. i couldn't believe it.
she'd been sleeping with other people the entire time. i felt stupid for thinking our 'relationship' was special. that i'd been lucky enough to call her mine. but in reality, she never was.
with my eyes closed, i walked across the perfectly mowed lawn, stepping on some of the empty cups and cans that were scattered around the grass. i never understood why rocky loved to have these parties at her house, they always left it a complete disaster which she then complained about.
before i knew it, i'd walked right into something— or someone. immediately, i opened my eyes and started to walk around them, watching as they muttered something under their breathe as they bend down to pick up their cellphone that is laying on the grass now.
"thanks for saying sorry," she scoffed, her voice soft. "i really appreciate it."
i stopped walking and turned around, shoving my hands into the pockets of my hoodie. "sorry." i said, genuinely. i've never been a rude person. "i had my eyes closed."
when she stood up, i looked at her face and immediately recognized her. a couple hours ago, one of our friends miguel had introduced us to his cousin. she had just moved into the state from arizona, i believe.
"er, it's angelina, right?" i asked her, taking one of my hands out of the pockets and running it through my messy hair.
she nodded her head causing a strand of her black hair to fall over her face. "yeah. you're one of miguel's friends, huh?" i nodded back. "i've been looking for him everywhere. have you seen him?"
i didn't want to tell her that i'd seen him leave with two girls just under an hour after introducing her to everyone. so instead, i left some parts out. "i think he left with some other people a bit ago. another party, probably."
"that asshole." she smacked her lips, turning her phone on to look at the screen but only to turn it off again seconds later. "i left my purse in his car. do you think you could buy me an uber? or would someone else do it for me?"
i chuckled. "none of them even work, so they don't have any money." and that was completely true. excluding two people, mac and myself, the rest of them still got money from their parents despite being eighteen. "i can give you a ride, if you'd like. i'm about to leave right now."
