Chapter 14

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Chapter 14:

Lilly's P.O.V

"Hey babe, you here?"

"Yes, I'm pulling in right now you got your party shit on?"
I roll my eyes smiling at the remark.

"Yes, of course."

"Is that right, cant wait to see you."

"Same babe, but let me sort of finish because I'm not exactly done with my makeup."

"What color is your-." Smiling I hang up the phone before hearing his comment which id known what I'd be.

Going in the bathroom of my room. I apply a light layer of blush on my cheek's and some Mascara on my eye lashes. Next I shape my eye brows and pluck around them looking at my makeup features making sure the contour I applied earlier was still not so visible but showed. I smiled at my make up perfection.

Looking at my outfit I felt complete. I wore a red dress with spaghetti straps that pushed my breast up leaving just enough drooling cleavage, Red stilettos, a light blue over sized blue jean jacket to sway off of my shoulders, and my hair was parted in a bun leaving just enough hair to frame my face. Admiring the jet black coloring I had done in my hair.

*Picture of Lilly*

                 *Picture of Lilly*

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"Are you here yet?"

"I'm walking in now." Grabbing my phone and walking outside of the bathroom in my room. I see mike. Still taller than me he bent down placing a soft kiss on my lips.

"You look hot as shit babe." Smiling at he comment I walked toward the door.

"Thanks, But if we get to the club fast enough ill be hotter under the light's."

***

The entire car ride I had been on the phone with sympathy. She told me about her hanging with someone but before she could finished I gave her a phone kiss and ended the call.

"Two Vodka shots please." Mike says trying to yell over Cardi B, Bodack yellow song playing in the background.

After getting our drinks we gulp them down in a matter of seconds.

"Bartender! Refill please." Mike yells more anxious this time. I take my jacket off leaving it on the chair.

After about ten shot's we exit the bar going on the floor to dance.
I begin to sway my hips as the booze feeling inside of me shot my energy level.
Soon I walk away.

"where you-"

"Bathroom." I reply taking my arm away from his grip and going into the bathroom.
After doing my business. I wash my hands and leave the bathroom only to be disturbed by the site of a blonde who seemed to be swaying her hips, and throwing herself on mike who was anxiously going along with it.

Walking up to Mike, I grip his shirt dragging him the opposite direction.

"What the fu-" Mike utters out.

"No, you what the fuck! Why are you dancing with that bit-" before I can finish the same blonde whore grabs him away kissing him.

The urge in my stomach gets the best of my and I go to the bartender who had some drink already waiting for me so I could throw it on her.

"Go get her girl."

Shocked that they were kissing I walked over to the two of them I pull her thin blonder hair so she could face me and splash the drink all over her face and her short black dress which to me was messy, and hideous.

"Babe what the fuck!"

I walk out to the car pissed. I feel the soberness start to kick in inside of me.

"Oh now you want to get in? I should have left your ass here. You want to dance with other whore's go the fuck on and do it!"

***
The rest of the ride home we argued. I stressed to him how much we were over and all he could do was tell me he was dancing with her for the time being until I got back which pissed me off even more.

Entering the house I walked in leaving him trying to get in but locked the door refusing.

"No! your not fucking coming in. do I have to call the cops?"

"Open the fucking door!" The noise of him screaming suddenly stopped when I realized I had mailed him a damn key not too long ago.

Seconds later Mike was walking into my apartment.

"Get the fuck out!" I scream at him causing his attitude I'd always hated to flicker on his face.

"Shut the fuck up! Its not that damn serious I was just dancing with her!"

" You bitch it doesn't matter and you fucking kissed her! You had No fucking place to be dancing with her knowing I'm here. I don't give a damn if I was in another fucking content you don't touch, or fucking look at another damn girl besides me!"

Mike begins to walk towards me causing me to jolt backwards avoiding his touch. Symapthy begins to call but I ignore it bagging away from him.

" Babe calm down, its not that big of a damn deal your pissing me off. Come here damn it!"

"No, since you wanna touch something so bad go back to the damn club I should have left you at."

Mike goes to the refrigerator and grabs a beer. I could feel my blood pressure rise and shivers were sent up my body of how pissed I am.

"No! your not fucking drinking anymore." before I could get to him he'd gulped the rest of the beer down. Soon he'd grabbed another making me pissed at the fact I'd bought those just for him. For id hated beer.

I walked up to mike and took the bottle. It slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor, while also cutting my hand.

Walking away I try and make my way to the bathroom.

"You bitch!" I quickly before thinking grabbed the vase at the table next to me in the living room and threw it at him. However he ducked.

"What the fuck!" Mike yelled and I threw the other glass vase I had flowers and water in. leaving him to duck again and for glass to once again shatter of the floor.

"You fucking kissed her! That bitch kissed you and you let her!" Before noticing my anger was abandoned and my eyes were raining with tears.
Mike raised his hand and wiped a tear away and kissed my lip.

My anger kicked in like never before.

"You bitch! Your going to kiss me after Slobbering all over that slut!
I hadn't realized, I had just slapped him with the 25% energy I had left.

Like never before he'd raised his hand
and pound his 5 fingers into my face causing my head to hit against the glass table. My vision blurred. And everything Went coldly black.

Mike P.O.V

"Shit! Lilly come on. Get up! I didn't mean to!"

I just fucking knocked out my girlfriend. Shit!, shit!, shit!

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