-Traiter-
The light shines brightly into my face, not remembering what happened last night I casually get up.
"I think you need a little something to cover that up", a low scratching voice awakes from behind. It took me a moment to hit it through my head about last night.
My head heats up, I search around for a towl in the restroom. Hm? I smile knowing I have an advantage.
I peek my head out. "Soo does this mean we're going out?", I giggle assuming he'll say yes.
"Page, I". He stops himself and starts putting his pants and boxers on.
I put my clothes as well thinking we were going to leave.
"I would love to bu-", his phone rings. He answers it. I try to realize whats happening.
His expression changes to anger, he hangs up aggressively. "So why can't you date me?" I try to topic where we left off but he seemed angered even more. "Look page let's not do this I have to go."He starts scouting for his car keys.
"What why?? " I scouted them too."Just. Im sorry but I think you'll have to find a ride back", I can see that Nathan didn't mean it because of his expression when he said it.
"Okay." I walk to him and grab his hand to open it, I pass him his car keys. "Here, be safe hope everything will be alright", holding back my tears I smile.
He takes his stuff and leaves but before he did he took one last glance and left.
I sit on my bed not knowing who to call. Blurriness takes over if my eye sight. I sniffle, did he just want to fuck me? What did I do? I wonder if it really was for my body.
Doubts rushed through my mind. I put my jacket on, I guees I'll have to hitch hike, wait. I grab my phone off the charger and call Isaiah.
Leading me to voice mail I just gave up on calling him. I put my phone in my pocket. I feel a small paper, huh, I take a look at it and see that It had a number with the name keen on top.
I laugh to myself In a relieved tone. I dial his number. "Hello?" I hear a deep raspy tone,"un hey", I didn't know how to ask. "Ohh paggee" he says excited . "Yeah it's me", I sigh,"well what do you need?" he says assuring, "Well if you have time off your hands can you pick me up?" I say nervously. "Yeah where are you, I don't mind." he sounds happy. I tagged my location for him, "their", I was waiting for a negative response but he ended up agreeing to it. "Just call me when you get here".
We hang up, I started tearing up, I stand up and look at the bed. I felt like throwing up, I feel like I just did a one night stand, I quietly giggle to myself trying to make myself smile.
It's okay...
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Happy Tears
RomanceAbuse/Depression/Betrayal Page a high schooler goes through hell because of her past, and when she breaks up with her boyfriend that she's known for so long breaks her, and her goal is to move on. Nathan meets Page and views her in a different way...