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"Sorry, give me a minute," I say to James and I run out of Last Words after Zac. "Zac, stop!" I shout out to him, but he was a good distance ahead."Isaac!" I shout again and he stops at the end of the street and turns to face me, and I catch my breath after practically running after him. I've never been athletic, so doing this short sprint made my heart race."What's up? What are you doing?" I ask when I near him. I wrap my arms across my chest to keep out the cold.I tried to avoid how he was already affecting my body, just with the sight of his tall, lean body. He wore a dark grey denim jacket"What am Idoing?" he rhetorically asks. "What are youdoing?""I'm working," I state."Working on what? Your relationship with James?"I stood shocked on the sidewalk, gaping at Zac."Are you being serious right now?""What were you doing with him?""He came to shop," I state, trying to keep my voice low but he was making it very hard to do so."Yeah, it looked like he was doing a lot of shopp

Getting ready seemed impossible now. I had no energy and no motivation to do anything anymore, but tonight I really did want to try.I straightened my hair and put it up into a tight silky ponytail and I wore my BDSM looking bra-top that pushed my breasts up to my ears, my tight black jeans and wore the boots Maddie gave me. I did my eyeshadow, so it matched my boots, and apart from not blending it out as well as I used to, it looks above average.I walked out of my room, grabbing my thick winter jacket to keep out most of the cold from this windy day.When I wrapped it around me, I saw Zac sitting on the stool at the kitchen counter."Hey," he says, awkwardly."Hi," I say and continue to walk past me."Are you walking to work?" He asks, as if I haven't been doing it for the past week."Yep," I reply."I'll take you," he says. Before I could reply, he was already grabbing his jacket and keys and heading out the door."It's really fine, Zac," I step out of the house, following him."I'

As he walked inside, he looked towards me and I held my breath, feeling the tears well up in my eyes. He continued walking, keeping his eyes on me and I kept staring at him. My jaw dropped as I watched him, and I held my breath. He looked away from me, his brunette bimbo walking behind him not paying me any mind.When he walked down his corridor and out of my view. I held my breath, afraid that if I made any type of noise my whole world would come crashing down. I kept my eyes glued on his corridor until I heard the sound of his bedroom door closing. I let out the breath I was holding, and the tears dropped from my eyes as I tried to catch my breath. It felt as if something was lodged in my throat and I collapsed to the ground with my hand clutched to my chest. I was uncontrollably crying on the kitchen floor, unable to feel anything but hurt and betrayal. I felt so sick. To think that I was going to confess everything to him and try and patch everything between us all up.I picked my

"Ali?""Mmm""Alison?""I need you to wake up."Go away I try and say.I'm too exhausted to have you near me."We're home," he says and he tried to get me out of the passenger car but I felt so incredibly heavy."Whose home?""Our home, Ali.""Nope, I'm not going in." With every bit on strength I had left in me, I resist him and push away from him. I'm not going inside there where you fucked that girl."I didn't fuck her," he responds."Stop reading my mind," I say."You said that out loud, Ali.""Did I?" I ask, still pushing him away."You did," he says. I squint my eyes at him, and he is crouch on the floor next to the open passenger door.+"Fuck," I say and hear him laugh."Stop laughing at me," I say."I'm not laughing at you," he says. "Let's get inside," he continues."I don't feel so good," I say."Probably because you drank so much," he says sarcastically, and I chuckle."I'm going to puke!" I declare."Well if that's the case, can you get out of my car?" he says, and I laugh

Before work started at Last Words, I made a quick stop at the hairdressers to touch up my hair. Not so surprisingly, Maddie actually butchered my hair. When I walked into the hairdressers, the hairdresser asked me what had happened, and I told her it involved a boy and a lot of alcohol and she laughed hysterically. The hairdresser fixed up my hair, having to cut it even shorter that is became only slightly longer than Maddie's. Because my hair was so thick, she thinned out the ends so that it shaped my head nicely. The nape of the back of my hair was not even halfway down my neck, and she styled it so the front was slightly longer and shaped around my face. I looked good, I felt so incredibly light and I felt a little happier, especially after holding Zac all night.When I woke up this morning, Zac was gone, but only recently gone, as if could still feel the warmth of his body on his side. I turned over to my phone to shut it up and there sat a large glass of juice and two tablets of