Are they together? I cannot believe that my wonderful night out has been turned upside down. I was doing so well! Kind of. I was starting to.
“I want to dance,” Holly says to Logan, leading him away from us. He follows, never saying a word.
Instantly , Zach leans over to me. “Let’s go.”
Cassidy looks sad for me while Zach looks anywhere between as angry as I feel to as sad as Cassidy looks.
“I don’t think I can. Not right now. They’ll know I ran,” I comment.
“Who cares what they think!” Zach is definitely pissed now.
“I just don’t want them to win. Besides, he’s single. He can do what he wants,” I say, matter-of-factly.
“Fine. You just let me know when, and we’re outta here.”
“Deal.” I try to get my emotions in check. Tears are constantly threatening to break out as I imagine what they’re doing on the dance floor. I want to throw up. I excuse myself to go to the restroom. As Cassidy stands up to come with me, I hold up my finger. “No. Just give me a minute. Please.”
I take my time before coming back out, hoping everything from the last ten minutes never happened.
No luck. There they are. Standing there at my table again. Logan looks at me as Holly gives me a wry smile. “Oh I love this song!” Holly exclaims as she starts dancing. I’m writhing in discomfort when she moves in towards Logan as he stands there and watches her dance for him. He’s not smiling, he’s not doing much of anything, just watching her. She is literally using him for a pole as she starts grinding on him. In slow motion, I watch her rub her nasty vagina all up and down his leg. Bile and vomit instantly make their way to my throat. How in the fuck did I end up sitting across a table from Logan practically getting a lap dance from the one person I loathe? And how cruel can he be to come to MY fucking table and do this right in front of me?
I feel as if I’m trapped—dying in this very moment. If I thought my heart was broken before, he just completely shattered it to pieces.
I look away. I can’t look at them. Not at Aaron, or Zach, or Cassidy. I look towards the wall. At nothing.
After the song is over, she drags him back out on the dance floor.
I look to Zach as tears well in my eyes. “Can we go now? Please?”
“About damn time,” he says and grabs my purse for me as we rise.
“I can’t believe you sat through that. You are an oak, my friend,” Cassidy says to me as we exit my hell.
I drop Zach off at his house and continue holding it in until we get home and I’m alone in my room. Then I let it all out. I cry tears that I didn’t know I still had. My stomach is in knots replaying the scenes in my head.
What a heartless bastard. Why would anyone do that in front of someone they just broke up with? Or in public, no less. I don’t get it.
*****
I feel movement next to me on my bed. I partially open one eye to see Cassidy lying next to me. “What time is it?” I ask.
“12:30. In the afternoon.”
“I think my eyes are glued shut,” I say as I wipe away crusted remnants from crying.
“They’re just swollen. Want me to get you a warm washcloth?”
“Thanks, but no thanks. I’ll be fine.”
“The answer is obvious, but, I thought you were over him?”
“I was never over him. I was just trying to deal with it. I was trying to move on. My thoughts just always keep going back to him.”
“I want to rip his throat out, but not until I rip hers out.”
“Yeah, I know,” I say solemnly as a single tear slips through my barely parted eye. “But like I said, he can do what he wants. I’m not his anymore,” I say, wiping it away.
“Zach was so pissed. I thought he was going to jump across the table and kill him right there. Maybe if I had bought him just one more shot…”
“I didn’t notice. He’s a good friend to me. You both are.”
“I think Zach’s more than a friend, Wren.”
“More like a protective big brother?”
“A sexy big
“I want to dance,” Holly says to Logan, leading him away from us. He follows, never saying a word.
Instantly , Zach leans over to me. “Let’s go.”
Cassidy looks sad for me while Zach looks anywhere between as angry as I feel to as sad as Cassidy looks.
“I don’t think I can. Not right now. They’ll know I ran,” I comment.
“Who cares what they think!” Zach is definitely pissed now.
“I just don’t want them to win. Besides, he’s single. He can do what he wants,” I say, matter-of-factly.
“Fine. You just let me know when, and we’re outta here.”
“Deal.” I try to get my emotions in check. Tears are constantly threatening to break out as I imagine what they’re doing on the dance floor. I want to throw up. I excuse myself to go to the restroom. As Cassidy stands up to come with me, I hold up my finger. “No. Just give me a minute. Please.”
I take my time before coming back out, hoping everything from the last ten minutes never happened.
No luck. There they are. Standing there at my table again. Logan looks at me as Holly gives me a wry smile. “Oh I love this song!” Holly exclaims as she starts dancing. I’m writhing in discomfort when she moves in towards Logan as he stands there and watches her dance for him. He’s not smiling, he’s not doing much of anything, just watching her. She is literally using him for a pole as she starts grinding on him. In slow motion, I watch her rub her nasty vagina all up and down his leg. Bile and vomit instantly make their way to my throat. How in the fuck did I end up sitting across a table from Logan practically getting a lap dance from the one person I loathe? And how cruel can he be to come to MY fucking table and do this right in front of me?
I feel as if I’m trapped—dying in this very moment. If I thought my heart was broken before, he just completely shattered it to pieces.
I look away. I can’t look at them. Not at Aaron, or Zach, or Cassidy. I look towards the wall. At nothing.
After the song is over, she drags him back out on the dance floor.
I look to Zach as tears well in my eyes. “Can we go now? Please?”
“About damn time,” he says and grabs my purse for me as we rise.
“I can’t believe you sat through that. You are an oak, my friend,” Cassidy says to me as we exit my hell.
I drop Zach off at his house and continue holding it in until we get home and I’m alone in my room. Then I let it all out. I cry tears that I didn’t know I still had. My stomach is in knots replaying the scenes in my head.
What a heartless bastard. Why would anyone do that in front of someone they just broke up with? Or in public, no less. I don’t get it.
*****
I feel movement next to me on my bed. I partially open one eye to see Cassidy lying next to me. “What time is it?” I ask.
“12:30. In the afternoon.”
“I think my eyes are glued shut,” I say as I wipe away crusted remnants from crying.
“They’re just swollen. Want me to get you a warm washcloth?”
“Thanks, but no thanks. I’ll be fine.”
“The answer is obvious, but, I thought you were over him?”
“I was never over him. I was just trying to deal with it. I was trying to move on. My thoughts just always keep going back to him.”
“I want to rip his throat out, but not until I rip hers out.”
“Yeah, I know,” I say solemnly as a single tear slips through my barely parted eye. “But like I said, he can do what he wants. I’m not his anymore,” I say, wiping it away.
“Zach was so pissed. I thought he was going to jump across the table and kill him right there. Maybe if I had bought him just one more shot…”
“I didn’t notice. He’s a good friend to me. You both are.”
“I think Zach’s more than a friend, Wren.”
“More like a protective big brother?”
“A sexy big
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