Bad boy, good lips..

Chapter 3

I dreaded the whole day of school. To be honest, I was really excited to go to the party with Matt. Even though I'm not a big party girl.

The school day finally ended after what felt like forever. When I got home, I was looking through all my clothes. Pink or blue? Oh my gosh no. After looking for 30 minutes, I finally found something. I picked out a black crop top that said "I don't have time for fuck boys" in white writing. White shorts, and black converses. Should I curl or straighten my hair? Girl problems. I decided to curl it. I watched my blonde hair fall as I curled it. When I was done, I was actually satisfied with my finished look. Matt was picking me in 30 minutes and I was more nervous than ever. I never been to a party before.

Me, Matt and Jack arrived at the party. The smell of alcohol and weed hit me as soon as we walked in. Matt grabbed my hand and lead me somewhere in the house. I obviously never been here, so I have no idea where he's taking me. It looked like we were in the kitchen. I felt so awkward, and weird. All the girls were dressed really slutty. I watched Matt as he took a shot, I kinda have to admit he's hot when he drinks, Matt leaned over to me, "Do you want one?" He said over the music. I nodded shyly, I watched him grin at me. He handed me a small glass with clear liquor. I don't know what it was called but I downed it really fast. Worst drink ever, but weirdly I wanted more. Matt grinned at me, "I like you like this a lot" he yelled over the music.

I took a total of 10 shots and I smoked 3 blunts. I was super drunk and high. I didn't know where Matt was, so i was with Jack. I looked around for Matt, and saw him talking to girl, smiling. He laughed and kissed her cheek. And wrapped his arms around her waist. I don't know why but anger grew up inside of me. Two can play that game. I looked up at Jack and gave him a sexy grin, I went up to his ear "You're really cute" I said over the music. He smiled at me, God that smile kills me. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me me close to him. Leaving no space between us. I looked up at him. Dude this kid is sexy. Fuck it, I kissed him. Not really passionately, more of lust. It's weird, I never had a kiss like this. I felt Jack's hands move down to my butt, I ran my fingers through his thick chocolate brown hair. Best kiss ever, well technically a make out since we've been kissing for the past 5 minutes. But still, "Hey!" I heard a voice yell, which made me jump. Me and Jack pulled away and looked over to see Matt, "Really Katie?" Matt said with anger. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from Jack. He dragged me to the bathroom i assume. He shut the door and looked at me with mad eyes, "What the fuck are doing Katie?" He said trying not to yell, "Standing in the bathroom with a Fuckboy at the moment" I said with pure sass, "Katie you know what I mean. You know I like you, how could you do this to me? Se-" I interrupted, "How could I do this to you? Really Matt? You're going to pull that bullshit card on me? Okay well tell me what you were doing with that girl earlier? You seemed pretty fucking happy with her" I said with anger, he was silent. I knew it, I shouldn't have trust him, "Exactly Matt, leave me alone and don't talk to me again" I stormed out before he could say anything. I found my way outside. Matt drove me, so I started to walk towards my house. It was freezing but I didn't care. I was boiling with anger. I started to like him, I can't believe myself. I'm so stupid. I could feel tears start to form from my eyes, and slowly slid down my face. I can't do this. I walked home as fast as I could and ran to my room, my mom wasn't home so I didn't need to tell her I was home.

I looked in the mirror, my messed up curls and make up. I hated myself. All of a sudden, tears of anger started to pour down my face. I wasn't sad anymore. I was pissed. I knocked everything off my dressed, I heard breaking glass but I didn't care to look. I ripped pictures and notes off my wall. After my little rage fit I looked around my room and saw the mess I made and a bunch of broken glass from picture frames. I took off my clothes and put on one of my moms baggy shirts and put my hair in a bun. I walked into my bathroom, I looked up at myself in the mirror and was disgusted. I haven't done this in months, but I don't care anymore. I grabbed my razor and just started to slice my wrists. I stopped cutting after 7 cuts. I cried again, I broke months of not cutting. I knew this would happen. I wish I never met him. I walked back into my trashed room and laid on my bed. I started crying again, I don't understand why I'm crying so much over this boy. I heard footsteps coming towards my door, so I hurried and faced away from my door so no one would know I was crying. SHIT MY ROOM. The door creaked open, "Hello?" I familiar voice said. It wasn't my moms.. I turned around slowly and saw Matt...

- sorry for the long chapter 😅