As soon as I saw Nicole dancing with the other girl, I felt my heart sink. I mean, I guess I didn't have a right to be bothered. After all, I had just been dancing with Rosita... but we'd barely touched. All we did was dance around each other, not against each other.

This was different. This girl had a purpose, and I'm pretty sure that purpose was to seduce Nicole. At least, that's what it looked like to me. Nicole looked... well, drunk. It was hard to tell how drunk, really, but I knew she wouldn't do this if she was sober.

But then again... Maybe I don't know Nicole as well as I thought I did. She has been away for ten months...

The girl turned around to face Nicole, the fronts of their bodies now touching, her hands tangled up in Nicole's hair. I watched, my hands beginning to shake as I hope this wasn't what I thought it was.

Should I stop them?

Before I'd fully decided, I walked over to them and pushed the girl away from Nicole; not in a rough or aggressive manner, just... to get her the hell away from my girlfriend! Nicole looked at me, shocked at what I'd just done, and I didn't even know what the bitch was doing, because I didn't really look at her to be completely honest with you.

"Hey, baby! Where were you?" Nicole asked, breaking out into a small smile and putting her hand on my shoulder before leaning in to place a kiss on my cheek.
I shrugged her hand off, stepping back to give her a look. Furrowing my eyebrows at her, I shook my head. "What the hell were you just doing?" I asked her, my arms crossed over my chest.
Nicole glanced at the girl and then looked back at me, shrugging a bit. "We were just dancing, Wave. It didn't mean anything," she reassured me.
"Yeah, Wave. It didn't mean anything," the girl spoke, stepping up to Nicole and wrapping her arm around her shoulders. She turned her head to the side, placing a messy kiss on Nicole's cheek before look back at me. "You should really learn to share."
I scoffed, looking at her. "Excuse me?" I should learn to share?

The girl detached herself from Nicole and stepped towards me, looking up and down as she walked closer.

"From what I've seen, you haven't been around much. Poor Nicole needs some attention. I was here to give it to her," she told me.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, feeling myself get absolutely heated at her words.
"Right now! You were off doing God knows what, leaving Nikki all by her lonesome!" The girl told me, shaking her head. "Thank God she had me... If you'd stayed away just a few seconds longer, I would've been able to convince her to finally come back to my dorm... I'd have been able to show her a real good time."

I slapped her across her face, feeling Nicole grab me before I could lunge at her. Nicole pulled me away, her hands firm yet gentle around my arms.

"Waverly, stop! Come on!" Nicole told me as I tried to get away from her so that I could back and fuck that bitch up! Whoever the hell she was, I just wanted to... Ugh!

I pulled myself away from Nicole and stormed out of the apartment, not looking back. I was so angry. Not only had Nicole been dancing with whatever her name is, but that bitch seriously wanted to sleep with her!

"Waverly, I swear, I didn't do anything!" Nicole called out as she followed me out of the party and through the hallway of Doc's apartment building.
"That's certainly not what it looked like. It looked like you were doing a lot of things," I snapped back, not turning around to look at her.
"It wasn't what it looked like, I swear. Waves!"

She grabbed my wrist gently, pulling me back to stop me. I spun around and yanked my arm away from her, pulling my hand from her grip.

"Don't touch me!" I yelled at her, shoving her back by her shoulders.
Nicole grunted as she stumbled back, a look of hurt and confusion etched across her face. "Waverly, what the hell?" She asked, not understanding why I was so angry.
"She wanted to have sex with you, Nicole! And you let her dance all over you!" I shouted, tears welling up in my eyes.

Over Nicole's shoulder, I saw Robin come out of the party with a concerned expression, Jeremy following behind him closely.

"Waverly, I swear to you, I had absolutely no intention of sleeping with her!" Nicole cried, her eyes watering just as much as mine were.
It hurt me to see her cry, but I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. "Were you talking to her the whole time you've been here?" I asked, wanting to know just how long she'd been trying to sleep with Nicole.
Nicole swallowed, her eyes scanning my face as she seemed to try to decide what her answer was going to be. "Yes," she answered. She shook her head immediately afterwards and took a small step forward. "But I swear, we're just friends. I had no idea that she wanted to sleep with me."

I knew I should believe what she was saying, and part of me did, but for some reason that I still can't figure out yet... I said this:

"We're done, Nicole."

I spun around before I could see the devastation on her face, my tears threatening to spill over as I walked away from her. I heard footsteps behind me but I didn't turn to look at who was following me. I just... I had a feeling that it was Robin.

We left the city that night, no matter how bad Robin felt leaving Jeremy. I told him we could stay if he wanted to, but he said no. He wanted to drive me home so that I didn't have to think about what I'd just done. I feel like he didn't agree with it, but he never said anything. He just supported me.

As soon as we got back into Purgatory, I dropped Robin off at his dad's house and then drove back home. It was really late at night, so I expected Gus and Curtis to be sleeping, but they weren't. They were wide awake when I parked out front, and Gus even opened the door for me.

"You're home early," Gus told me, watching my face as I walked into the house. "What's wrong?"
I shook my head, not looking at her. "I broke up with Nicole," I muttered as I headed upstairs to put my things away.
"You what? What happened, hon?" Gus asked, following me up the stairs.
"Nothing! I- I don't wanna talk about it, Aunt Gus. Please, just.. just leave me alone." My voice trembled and broke, tears spilling from my eyes. I couldn't handle it.

I rushed into my room and threw my stuff down, expecting Gus to listen and leave, but she didn't. She pushed her way into the room and put her hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, come on. I'm not leavin' you while you're like this. Talk to me, baby girl." She squeezed my shoulder gently, urging me to turn around to face her, which I did, but I didn't look at her.

Instead, I hugged her tightly and sobbed into her shoulder as she wrapped her arms around me and held me tightly. Curtis came up the stairs and stood in the doorway as he watched Gus hold me. This was what I imagined crying to my mother felt like. Except she wasn't here.

After a while, we sat down on the couch downstairs and Gus made me some food. They told me that I didn't have to tell them what happened just yet, but I knew they wanted to know.

I just... I couldn't talk about it. Not yet.

After Waverly went left the party, I was so devastated that I left, too. I couldn't believe it. Did that really happen? Did Waverly just break up with me?

I laid down in my bed, completely alone in my dorm room. It was usually nice to be alone, but not this time. My pillows and sheets still smelled like Waverly. She had the kind of smell that lingered for days, even when she'd only been around for a few hours.

But she'd spent the entire night in my bed... We'd done things, and she slept on my pillows. I remembered the events of the night before very clearly, and while memories like that would usually make me happy, or horny, neither of those happened right now. I smiled for one split second, but then the tears came back.

I hadn't seen her in two months, and when I finally get to see her... she breaks up with me. Being away from her already felt like part of me was missing, but I always knew that we'd see each other again. Now, I felt like it was never coming back. Like I'd lost part of my heart forever. She was more than just the love of my life, she was my everything; my entire universe. And now I've lost her.

I spent the rest of the night curled up in a ball, sobbing into my Waverly-scented pillow, not caring about the fact that I'd left that party. The party was a bad idea. We never should've gone in the first place.

When I'd finally cried myself to sleep, I dreamt of her and everything felt so real that when I woke up to the sound of knocking on my door, I'd almost forgotten what had happened. Half asleep with the smell of her still filling my nostrils, I reached over to the other side of the bed, my hand searching for her body.

"Waverly-" I muttered, opening my eyes to find nothing but empty space next to me.

I let out a sigh and closed my eyes as I remembered. The words "We're done" repeating themselves over and over in my head as I tried to fight back tears. The knocking became louder, pulling me out of my own thoughts.

"Nicole? Are you okay?" Rosita's voice came through the door, sounding so concerned in a way that only Rosie could. If I wasn't in so much emotional pain, I'd be grateful for it.

I opened my eyes, letting out a heavier sigh than the last as I forced myself away from the reminder of what I'd lost, standing up. My head throbbed, not from the alcohol I'd consumed last night, but from all the crying I'd done afterwards.

I walked over to the door hesitantly, unlocking it and pulling it open. "Define okay," I deadpanned, looking Rosita right in her eyes.

I turned back around, leaving the door open for her as I walked back to my bed and plopped down so carelessly. I breathed in the scent of Waverly once again, almost not wanting to exhale, and closed my eyes again as the tears found their way back.

"Oh, honey. Come on, sit up." Rosita walked into the room, closing the door behind her. She stepped over to the bed and gently grabbed my arm, pulling on it to urge me to sit up.
I groaned as I complied, despite not wanting to. I looked at her and she gave me a sad look, her eyes scanning my face. "She left me, Rosita."
Rosita nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, tears falling from her eyes. "I know. I know..." Her hand went to the back of my head, pulling me close to her.

I buried my face in her shoulder, breaking out into a sob as I wrapped my arms around her, feeling the warmth of her embrace. For the first time since I'd gotten back into my dorm room, I didn't smell Waverly. I focused on Rosita's scent, taking it in as I cried, feeling relief.

I wanted to smell Waverly, but right now... It just hurt too much. This was fine. I could deal with this.

Rosita rubbed my back in a soothing manner, shushing me quietly as I soaked the shoulder of her shirt with my tears. After a while, I pulled away, but didn't wipe the tears. Rosita did that for me, reaching up and gently wiping them away with her thumb.

"I know it hurts. It'll hurt for a while. You saw know how long it took me to get over Doc," Rosita told me, her hand resting on my shoulder. "But what you're not gonna do," Her finger was now under my chin, lifting it to make me look at her. When we made eye contact, her expression was very serious. "is sit in this room by yourself and sulk."

She was right. She was absolutely right. Sure, it had just been the night before that Waverly had broken things off, but what good was avoiding my friends? Where would that get me?

"First things first, we wash your sheets and your pillow cases... and anything other articles of clothing she touched while she was here, because sweetie... This entire room smells like her, and that'll only make it worse." Rosita moved away and stood up, gesturing for me to follow.

I took a second, giving a nod before I stood up and took a deep breath. "Let's do it."

A/N: Please please PLEASE don't hate me! I promise you, things are gonna change. This is not the end, and it will not stay like this.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, despite all of the HEART WRENCHING AGONY I wrote out in here...

Thank you all so much for taking the time to read these stories, it really means a lot to me.