summary: better off without them ( based on xanny by billie eilish)
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late night parties was all you did after the break up with the australian singer.
the change of your heart when the boy said he never loved you hurt a lot, but you tried to find a way to deepen the memory with other bad memories that have the same energy of hurt.
you hung out with the kind of kids who would be the ones to die first in a horror movie, the intoxicated ones.
" y/n!" my friend chelsea yelled, snapping me out of my daydream. " the party's at 8 and it's already 8:30 so let's go with the boys"
i smirked at her and headed out of our dorm, " lookin' fine babygirl!" a random boy said.
~~~~ ( at the party)
the smell of sweaty teenagers filled my nose, but i already got used to it months ago.
" y/n" becca yelled over the music, passing me a red cup.
" i'm sorry to say this but your ex is here, with francessa" she said, pointing towards the couple who were making out in the corner.
i rolled my eyes and turned to her, " i'm not gonna let some boy ruin my night just cause he's getting chalmydia by fucking someone"
" hey love" a voice behind me said, of course it was wesley graham.
" hi baby" i said, right before telling becca goodbye.
" wanna take a bunch of xanax?" he asked, pinning me down to the wall with his hand above my head and other hand around my waist.
" i'd love nothing more" i smirked, knowing that we would have to pass by ruel and francessa.
" i want to introduce you to someone though" wes said, wrapping a hand around my shoulders.
fuck, we were walking to ruel
" ruel" " wes" they both nodded at each other just after looking down to see each others girls.
" y/n?" he said confused why i was here, especially with wesley.
" hey" i laughed, drinking out of my cup.
" how you doing" ruel asked, looking at the hand wes had around me.
" doing much better since you" i glared at him, throwing my cup onto the wooden floor after i finished it.
" oh shit, you guys already met?" wes asked, chuckling.
" oh wes sweetie, he was my boyfriend."
" ruel better not take any second chances then huh babe?" wesley making sure ruel was listening to him while he said that.
" francessa" shouted ruel, as he saw his girlfriend.
" hey babyyy" she slurred, walking drunkingly.
" y/n is that you" she asked, going closer to see a better view of me.
" get the fuck off" i barked, after i could smell the alchohol in her breath.
she smirked, " fiesty aye?"
" still bitchy aye?" i mocked her, before walking away with wesley.
