Ms. Heartbreaker Meets Mr. Player

I enter at the club and see people, bouncing their heads, jumping. There’s also a band playing a rock song, but I barely understand it since the vocalist is shouting the lyrics. Plus, the crowd is thick and they’re all noisy. This is a club, after all. I head to the long table and sit my butt on the chair. I order some water with ice. I look at my left side and see him.

Azariah.

The one who called me his babe. And he’s with another girl. Azariah kisses the girl’s jaw, and the girl giggles. She puts his mouth on his and I can see the tongue. Oh. Why are they need to do that? I mean, it’s pretty disgusting. Putting your tongue inside his or her mouth. It’s yucky. Definitely yucky. Azariah breaks the kiss first and the girl giggles again. The waiter serves my order and goes away. I shove the cup gently and walk towards them.

Revenge.

OHHHHHH. This better be good. “Hi, baby.” I say at Azariah and he looks up at me. “WHO THE HELL IS THIS GIRL?”

“Excuse me? Your baby?” The girls says warily.

“You heard me. I’m his girlfriend.” I say.

“No. I’m his girlfriend.” The girl complains and looks at Azariah. Azariah gives her a shrug and the girl quickly stands up and says, “How dare you?!”

She slaps Azariah.