A/N: This is my first Twilight story, so please bear with me while I fumble around stupidly. :) I will update my THG story when I have more time.
BPOV
I don't believe it. I can't believe it. I won't believe it. I refuse to. But as hard as I tried, I couldn't scrub the image of James with them out of my mind. Those slutbag bitches. I was going to kill them.
I walked down the hallway, towards the voices coming from the hotel room that James and I were sharing. Who could possibly be in our room? I paused for a moment and listened at the door. "Oh god, give it to me!" What the hell? It was a female voice, strange yet eerily familiar. Tanya and Irina? "You taste so good." What? That was James. "I wanna feel you fucking come on my cock!" That was fucking it. I stormed in the room. "What the hell are you doing?" It was one of those "everybody freeze" cliché moments that you see on television. I half-expected him to say that it wasn't what I thought it was, but instead he leered at me and asked, "Would you like to join? We could use a hot bitch like you."
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM! NOW!"
"It's my room too."
"I paid for it."
"Fine. Ladies, would you mind leaving for a minute?"
"Ladies?! They're not ladies. They're whores. Hos. Slutbags."
"So are you. At least they're hotter."
"Just get out. Now."
He turned to leave, and as he left, he looked over his shoulder and said, "You finally noticed. It's been two years."
As soon as he left, I collapsed on the bed. Shit. How could I have been so blind? The signs had been there for a long time. He never called. He never texted. He was never at our apartment. I heard strange noises coming from our room when I was working in the office. Shit.
I dialed Alice, Rose, and Angela.
A/N: How did I do? Thoughts/comments in reviews below would be helpful. :) I will try to set up a regular posting schedule. Two weeks for an update maybe?
Also does anyone want to beta for me? :3
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