Chapter Three

Anger. Betrayal.

I felt a huge wave of anger fill my mind as I saw red. And the only thing that rang in my head was blood and murder, so I took a step back I’m not the type to stab a cheating ex.

In this moment I really wished I was.

Laying under him with her hands all over my man was Chloe. My friend. Or at least I thought she was. We have been friends since first day of high school. And on top of her is my boyfriend, fucking her on his bed.

Using the same sex toys he used on me. How disgusting are they. She’s even putting on my lingerie. I wanted to run away and never come back. But I didn’t want to give those lying cheating bitches. The chance to lie and change this whole story to for their benefit. So I didn’t run, I stayed, watched. Then I calmly walked to the sculpture on the table in his mini living room and smashed on the TV. Then I picked of his Ps5 and smashed it on the glass center table that had his laptop.

Made grabbed his sheets and jumped of the bed like he just got burned. It was revolting. He was revolting. “Hazel…” he breathed, stretching his arms as if attempting to calm me down. Chloe hid herself with his pillow as if that did anything to over her shamelessness and lack of dignity.

“Hazel. I-“

So this was why Chloe missed lunch with the girls? To fuck my man? The lying bitch even had us worried. Wow.

“Haze? Wait-”

Mike tried a weak attempt to explain. I picked up the already broken laptop and threw it at him. “Don’t! Don’t even try it! You stupid snake.”

“Like this is just so cliché. Sleeping with my friend” I took a pause

“What did you think would happen when I found out? Accept you with hugs and kisses and thank you for fucking my friend. One you told me you did not like?” This time I screamed. I felt crazed. Like I was going mad.

“And for god sake Chloe? Chloe? Of all the people in the world. You chose one of my closest friends. The ugly slut!” my heart was beating so fast, so hard I could hear it. I could barely breathe.

He stood there watching me. I turned my back to leave

“Hazel- baby wait!”

Hearing him speak nauseated me even more. I picked up his PS5 and smashed on the TV one more time. He could charge me for destruction of property. But I couldn’t care less.

I looked back one last time before leaving “fuck you both. I hope you both get syphilis, gonorrhea and every incurable disease there is out there. Don’t bother following me. I’ll see myself out”

And just so you know I will be the ex who gets all the sex tonight after discovering her boyfriend is a manwhore.”

I stormed out of his room down the stairs and picked up my phone, tote bag and shoes and walked out of the house and never looked back.

I unlocked my phone to call a cab. I saw a notification of texts and missed calls from Laurel some asking me how it went. I was too sad, angry, depressed and heartbroken to reply her right now, so I just ignored and ordered a ride instead to a bar instead.

After all I was dressed too pretty and I’m not going to let it go to waste also I don’t plan to return any of the things Mike got me tonight. I waited around in the dark for my Uber to arrive, standing at the front door to Mike’s house. I spotted mike’s car and for a second I contemplated going to break his windows and windscreen and scratching the paint from his car.

Wouldn’t that be nice and satisfying but my Uber arrived before I made up my mind.

I sat quietly in the car. The ride to the bar was a quiet and slow one. For some reason there was traffic everywhere. I picked up my phone and texted Anna.

Me: Hey B, remember the guy we met at the party Mike’s parents hosted lasted summer at their lake villa’

Her reply came almost immediately, guess she’s online

Anna: yeah sure. The gorgeous one that got my number and didn’t text me?

Me: yeah. That one. Can I have his number? And his name please?

Anna: yeah sure, as soon as you tell me what you need it for.

Anna: are you planning something for Mike? Wait aren’t you supposed to be wrapped in the sheets with mike? Today’s your anniversary girl! Go have fun we can plan the surprise later.

Of course Laurel must have informed the others about the dinner. Such a blabbermouth.

Me: Dinner didn’t happen. Don’t want to talk about it yet. Babe can you send me the number or not?

I didn’t want give too much away not before I had a chance to talk to Laurel about it. And that wasn’t going to happen tonight.

Tonight was about me taking my revenge on Mike. It was about making myself feel good. If he can fuck my friend then I can fuck his family friend too. The guy may be older but wasn’t bad looking from what I remember that day.

I sound of my vibrating phone brought me back from my thoughts.

Anna: Okay but you have promise me you’d be safe and make sure to text me when you get home. Remember I don’t know this guy or anything about him. We never spoke after the party.”

This made me smile. Anna is the one in our friend group that mummies everyone just to make sure we are okay. She’s cute like that.

And another message came in. This one was a phone number. Yes I love you Anna. This name ID said Leo.

I wonder what his full name is. I don’t remember. Now that I think about that night Mike didn’t near him much. Didn’t want me to talk to him. I wonder why.

I saved the number and sent a text. He responds almost immediately, looks like I’m getting lucky tonight.

Me: Hi

Him: who is this?

Me: Hazel. I got your number from a friend Anna. We met at Mike’s parent’s party last summer.

Him: And you’re texting because?

Me: Are you free tonight? Would really love to talk over drinks tonight. Do you mind?

My heart was beating quite fast. I bit my bottom lip nervously.

What’s the worst that could happen he’d say no and I’d just go home? I guess. Yet I was still nervous my legs were shaking nervously.

And he was taking his sweet time to reply. Yes, No. how hard could it be to type that?

And car came to a halt in front of the bar. I opened the backseat door and stepped onto the pavement on the street that led to the bar. The air felt chilly thankfully I had my jacket on. I walked into the bar. And then my phone pinged

Him: where?

That was all the text said. Guess he’s a man of few words. Regardless I’m so gassed right now that everything is going according to plan

I sent him the address of the bar and what I was wearing so he’d know how to identify me.

I took a free seat in front of the bartender and ordered my drink while I waited for my date. If I can’t have Mike then his friend will just have to do.