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“Okay, thanks for calling me, even if I hate being on this side of your wrath. I can’t lose her Q… I finally have her.”
“So, hang up and fix this,” she says bluntly as she hangs up.
I stand in my bedroom, stunned by this turn of events.
I officially hate Jager bombs and uncomfortable couches. And I especially hate that my sweet, perfect girl is out there somewhere thinking I betrayed her.
Seventeen
Present
Ihaven’t moved from the couch since the moment I walked through my front door. My life is a complete disaster. It’s just one thing after another.
I was told two weeks ago that our office will be downsizing its location and they’re still determining if they’re keeping their full staff onboard.
My boyfriend of a year broke up with me last week completely out of the blue. Stupid me was thinking he might even be “the one.” I brought him to all our family get-togethers. I even brought him to Christmas, which is a big deal in our family. Am I that desperate to have someone love me that I didn’t see it coming? How pathetic.
Then I met up with Eli to hopefully drown my sorrows and to my surprise, Zeus was there. I knew he was out drinking with friends, but in his drunken state, he never told me who.
I’m not sure I would have met up with him if he had told me Wesley was there. It’s not that we're not friends or anything, it’s just we don’t hang out like that anymore. We see each other when our families get together, but that’s about it.
I'm not going to lie, I honestly enjoyed my night with the guys. Laughing at their childish challenges and incessant gloating. It felt like old times and helped me forget just how shitty things are.
When I realized Wes was too drunk to function, I helped him home, only to be berated about how I basically ruined his life and was the main reason my sister and him have been unhappy all these years. If it wasn’t so late at night, I would have gone home, but I was in no shape to figure that out.
Again, to say I'm wallowing in my pity party would be putting it lightly. I'm miserable and have been for quite a while.
I place the throw pillow over my head as I let out a scream. Tears of frustration begin to fall when I hear the buzzing of my phone.
Taking a peek to see who's calling, I see Mom and Dad’s smiling faces on the screen. Nope, not now, Mom.
I’ve been dodging her calls for over a week now, and I’m certain she knows something’s up.
There's a knock on my door just moments later. Oh, come on, she called my phone just to tell me she was here already.
Getting off my couch, I drag my ass to the door. I speak through the closed doors as I approach. “Ya know, normal people don’t call just to show up moments la—” My words are cut off when I open the door to see Sloan standing there with her suitcase in her hand.
“Lo… What are you doing here?” The shock of seeing her at my doorstep is evident in my voice.
“Can I come in?”
“Of course,” I respond as I step to the side, granting her access to my apartment. What a coincidence that the one time she comes to visit unannounced is the day after I slept in her boyfriend’s bed. And the fact that I only know this is because Wes told me. It saddens me that the news of her new relationship didn’t come from Lo herself.
“What a great surprise. I didn’t know you’d be back in New York so soon.”
Something is off with her. She’s not a ball of fucking sunshine like she normally is. She’s rigid and harsh.
“Yeah, it was unexpected… just like seeing you waltz out of Wes’s apartment building this morning wearing his shirt, which I see you’re still sporting.”
Oh shit…
“Lo, it’s not what you thi—”
“Oh, it’s not… so, you didn’t stay the night there, then leave this morning?”
“No, that is true, but nothing happened. Trust me.”
“Tell me then… go on, enlighten me on how you wound up walking out of my boyfriend’s apartment this morning wearing his clothes?”
