TRAPPED | Trent Alexander Arnold

Chapter 16 - catwalk

10 minutes later and I'm still stuck in one place.

I did my business in the toilet and ever since I came out to wash my hands, I've been standing there with my hands resting against the sink as I stared at the huge mirror. Why can't I get these stupid thoughts out of my head? So what if he has a girlfriend? That's not gonna stop money from going into my bank account nor is it gonna give me pimples and acne overnight or something, so why am I thinking about it? Why won't it leave my head and what the fuck is this feeling playing volleyball in my chest???? It's like....someone got a rope and tied my heart with it as hard as they could, I feel so suffocated, my chest is so tight, and to make things worse, I can't point out the exact reason.

I'm gonna be honest though, I didn't expect it. Like at all. Not even in the near future. I never prepared myself, both mentally and emotionally for a situation like that Because I thought it was never gonna happen, I never even thought of it. And as much as it's.,...weird, I shouldn't be so shocked or surprised or whatever, I mean, I was just a bet, I was just a fool he used to prove a point to his friends and feed his ego, everything we had was based on a blatant lie, it's not like he's gonna take three years and some months crying in his room, starving himself and not taking a shower because he misses me and wishes whatever happened never happened, so why won't he have a girlfriend? I can bet everything I own that the moment I left, he started looking for another skirt to get into. That's just who he is.

"I don't care about his relationship. He's out of my life and I'm out of his, all I'm focused on now is my happiness, and I'm not gonna allow anybody to distract me in anyway" i said to myself as I took a deep breath and splashed some water on my face afterwards to help me calm down, which worked effectively. I found a clean towel on the rack and gently wiped the water on my face, being careful not to ruin my makeup. I washed and dried my hands and then finally left the washroom and back to the party.

The vibes were even more intense now, the music was louder, the dancing was getting crazier and everyone was having a time of their lives. I searched around the place for some time looking for Jadon, I finally found him seated in a circular booth with some of the guys and girls. I smiled to myself and walked over there, where I found Jesse, Marcus and his girlfriend Lucia, dele and his girlfriend ruby-Mae, Mason greenwood, and Jadon. I wish that's all, but Ofcourse, my destiny says something can never end well for me, Trent and his blue haired ugly psychotic wench of a girlfriend were there too.

"Oh hey bae. What took you so long? I was just about to call you" said Jadon as I sat next to him as he was at the end of the booth, opposite Trent who wouldn't stop staring at me. Ugh!

"Uh..the water ran out so I had to wait" I lied. Hoping he wouldn't ask any more questions.

"Okay well we were just about to start playing truth or dare, wanna join?" He asked.

"No I really don't like that game"

"That's because you've never played it with us" Said dele.

"Yeah, just give it a chance. I promise it's gonna be lit!" Mason added.

"No. Sorry guys but I can't" I insisted.

"Oh c'mon! I swear it's gonna be fun" Jadon said, Jesse and Marcus also joined in on the convincing but I wasn't really in the mood.

"Let me ask y'all a question. Are we gonna get a billion pounds if she plays the game with us or what? Why are y'all insisting that she plays? If she doesn't wanna play, let her get the hell outta here, she's not a child!" Wanna guess who that was?

Mmhmm. You got it. Trent's stupid hag. From her accent I can tell she's Irish.

"Shut your mouth hole Magdalene!" Jesse fired at her.