"Aye bro sorry for missing your call." I threw my phone on my bed in frustration. I've been calling and texting Billie all night but she won't pick up. I'm trying so hard to not get mad or jump to some dumb ass conclusions. But that seems impossible right now. Maybe she's staying late at the studio and her phone died. I try to push these negative thoughts out my head but I can't. Billie is faithful I know she's not out doing something she'll regret. I'm getting bored sitting here thinking about all of this shit. I guess I'll go out I never do. I decide on going to the club.
At the club
"Thank you." I hop out my Uber and walk into the club. I scan the room seeing all the sweaty bodies and the flashing lights. I could feel the floor shaking from the bass. I walk over to the bar avoiding all of the people dancing. Once I finally reach the bar I take a seat on one of the stool and order a drink. I take a sip of my drink trying to ignore the bartender as he tries to flirt with me. I turn around in my chair observing everybody. I almost drop my drink when I see Billie-my girlfriend but she's not alone some girl is grinding on her. I can feel the hot tears flowing down my face, I slam my drink on the counter and make my way over to the pair. Once I finally reach them I push the girl off Billie. Billie looks up at me with wide eyes "Oh shi-" before she could finish speaking I slap her hard. "Ow what the fuck Y/N!" Billie rubs her now red cheek in pain. "So are you gonna explain this to me." I point between her and the random girl "Baby come on you know I love you." Billie tries to move closer but I push her away. "If this is your kind of love I don't want it." I give her one more look before I walk out of the club and her life.
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