Chapter Twenty-Five: Don't Say That
The bouncer pushed me out. I almost landed on my ass, but I caught myself before I did. I felt sick and disgusted. I can't believe what I just saw him do. I walked out of the club utterly pissed off and hurt. Tears were fighting their way to escape my eyes, but I held it back till I got to the hotel. I hated everything and everyone at this point. I just wanted to crawl away into a dark hole for a while and never come out.
I could hear Shannon call after me. Though, I still ignored him. I didn't want to be around him. I didn't want to listen to him. I didn't want to see his face or feel his prescense. He pulled an absolute low with me, and it was the final straw. I wasn't going to take any more shit. I was done being betrayed.
"Caria! Caria, will you just wait for one second!" Shannon pleaded for me to stop. His foot steps echoed behind me as he tried chasing after me.
I whipped around, furious as ever.
"What?!" I snapped.
"I'm sorry, please don't leave. It wasn't what it looked like." he tried covering his ass.
"Oh, really? Then what was it Shannon?" I glared at him. "How do you expect me to believe you after you barked at me for the past two weeks, walk out on me, and other shit? Huh?"
"I didn't kiss her, she kissed me!" he exclaimed.
"But you kissed back!" I cried. I huffed, angrily. Throwing my hands up in the air, I just finally gave up. I dropped the subject. I wasn't going to fight anymore. "You know what? This is pathetic, I'm not going to fight over this. It's not worth my time and it's not worth my breath. I'm out of here, and we're done."
I began to walk away, but he took a hold on my arm.
"Will you wait just a second?" Shannon bickered with me. "I love you, I wouldn't do that kinds of things to you."
I restrained my anger and tried to keep calm. "But you did. You lied to me. First of walk out on me, don't talk to me for fucking ever, and now pull this. Jeeze, why don't you just fuck that blonde bitch already and get it over with!"
A full case of guilt was written on his face.
Oh my gosh. He didn't.
No. He did.
My eyes were wide as a mile. "You did fuck her! Holy shit! UGH!"
"I didn't mean to, you were away and I-I needed sex. I-"
I yanked away, but he still kept coming. I couldn't believe I was hearing this! It was start to REALLY infuriate me.
"Caria--"
I jabbed him slightly in the chest with my elbow. "Will you get off?! Just leave me alone! You promised me you would never hurt me! I can't fucking believe you! Well that's it Shan, it's over. I don't love you anymore."
"Don't say that." he said, as I travelled away from him. "You don't mean that."
"Really?" I said, my eyes icing over. I unlinked my promise bracelet he gave me and threw it to the ground, fast and hard.
I walked off again, numbly. I felt horrible doing that, but I was pissed off and my pride was covering up my guilt. I didn't even want to know what was going on through Shannon's mind right now. But apparently that was the sign that meant I got through to him.
I approached my rental car and opened up the door. I slipped into the driver's seat and started up the car. I felt lost right about now...
Later that night I just lied in my room and cried my eyes out. I cried over Shannon and everything else in my head. I cried over the love we shared, and how it was broken apart by that skank Kelly. I cried over the feeling of Shannon's kisses and the way he touched my skin. I cried over the way Shan used to make me feeling important; like queen of the world. But obviously it was all a lie. It all just came out at once. I didn't know what I was going to do. It was like I just lost a war and instead of dying with my men, I watched as they all died in front of me while I lived. Yeah, may be I'm being over dramatic, but that's what it felt like to me. Nothing could be worse than this. I just wish there was some way that all of this could've been avoided.