My Ever After

Gimme More

Serena’s P.O.V

It was now the afternoon of Sutton’s 18th birthday. Her parents were letting her cut loose and allowing her to have the party in a club. We’d gone clubbing before although none of our parents had actually known about it. The thumping music, the groups of people dancing, some of the women who were a little high going crazy on the dance floor. I loved it all. These were my favorite things about clubs. I felt so alive. I was searching through my cupboard, unable to decide which dress to wear. There was the black one from Monsoon which I loved. It was short and hugged my curves well which made it perfect club wear. Then there was the purple from H&M. It made me look nice but not sexy. Not something you would expect to see a girl, in a club crumping, wearing. So I picked the former and put it into a duffle bag. We were all going to her house to get ready before we headed to the club. I put a pair of grey heels that were draped with lace into the bag and grabbed a clutch and some accessories.

 I couldn’t help but wonder how weird I would feel seeing Thayer there, probably having Em on his arm. I remembered the exact conversation I’d had with him as my heart broke into millions of tiny pieces that at the moment seemed impossible to put back together.

“Thayer?” I said as I heard his voice on the other end.

“Serena?” He seemed as perplexed as I was.

“Emma’s right here.” I said as I gave the phone to Sutton and proceeded to the washroom. I couldn’t help but cry. Though it hadn’t been very long that I’d had feelings for him, those feelings were very strong. During that moment, it felt like my world had crashed down in seconds. Those few seconds when I’d heard his voice on the other end. Why would he be calling her so late at night? He definitely had a thing for her or better yet, they were already together.

The thoughts of that night flew through my mind. Even though I was sure I had feelings for him there was a mix of emotions that I felt. I felt a pang of jealously sweep across me, yet I was sad. I was also angry but curious as to know how they got together and why he chose not to tell me. It honestly didn’t make sense. It’s not like I actually listened to his explanation before I gave the phone to Sutton. Honestly, I didn’t have the right to be mad at him. He didn’t have any commitment to me. He didn’t know how I felt. He didn’t know that his relationship with Emma hurt me. All he knew was that I cared for him like he was my brother, not more. I knew I had to get over him soon. Soon enough so that he wouldn’t realize that I had feelings for him.

I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs.

“I’m headed to Em’s. We’ll probably leave at 8.” I told my mom before I proceeded for the door. “Love you. I’ll be home late, staying at Em’s”

“Yeah Sweetie. Have fun tonight. Don’t make any mistakes.” My mom looked straight at me with a completely serious face.

“I promise I’ll use my best judgment.” I nodded as I closed the door behind me.

Emma’s house wasn’t far from mine. In fact, we were practically next door. As I walked towards her house I saw her older brother, who was just back from university back in England, sitting outside, stroking their puppy’s fur. I was excited to see Marcus. He was always around when we were kids, playing in the streets; he used to hang out with us. He was like 7 years older than me, but whenever he was here we used to talk a lot and had gotten really close. I had been around 3 years since I’d seen him last.

“Hey Serena!” He said, standing up as he seen me approaching their house.

“Marcus!” I said excitedly. I ran up to him as he engulfed me in a hug. He was a huge person. Tall, Built, definitely not scrawny.