Justin-
I woke up the next morning with a killer hangover, and no clothes on. I sat up quickly and looked around. What the fuck? Why was I here? I got up slowly, to keep my head from spinning so much, and gathered my clothes. I put them on and stumbled out the door, holding my head. I blinked a few times and looked around. Oh my god, the club. And...Veronica! Oh my god, that little bitch. She raped me...well...sort'of.
Last night was so hazy, I couldn't remember anything, except for the part when I entered this club. I walked upstairs and out the apartment. I stumbled drunkily down the street towards the crowd. I got my phone and dialed a number.
Ceci picked up "Hello hello hello?" she chimed.
"Ceci" I mumbled, god I felt sick to my stomach "I...I need you to pick me up" I sat down on the ground in the middle of the sidewalk, so I didn't fall into the street.
She sounded worried "Uhm..okay, where are you?" I heard her grab her keys.
"Hollywood Blvd. Next to..." I looked up to see the most obvious landmark so she could find me but I just slurred "A tree" and I hung up.
I put my phone back into my pocket and layed my head down on the cold, ground. I didn't care if people walked over me, I just wanted to get home.
Cecilia-
I drove to Hollywood Blvd. and kept an eye out for Justin. He sounded drunk, was he okay? God I hope he was okay. He seemed a bit out of it when he told me he was next to a tree. I saw a boy dressed in black jeans, a black sweater, converse, and a hat. That was Justin. I pulled over and got out of the car quickly.
I gasped "Justin?" I ran to his side. He turned over and groaned "Ermmm" he mumbled.
"Justin...Justin get up" I pushed his body so he was sitting up. I took his face and made him open his eyes "Are you drunk?" I asked, sort of angry.
He shook his head, but stopped. He held his head with his hand "No...hungover" he tried to get up, but he fell back down on his ass.
I helped him up and put him in the passenger seat. I put on his seatbelt and went to the driver's seat. I didn't drive back to my house. Instead, we went to a coffee shop. I helped him out and we sat in one of the booths in the back. I ordered some tea for him to drink. He looked so ill, I frowned. I touched his hand and he looked at me with unfocused eyes.
"I'm sorry" he slurred.
I shook my head "Shh, don't talk, just drink" I pushed the tea cup towards him. He picked it up without spilling on himself, and sipped a few sips. He swallowed and put the cup down. He looked a little better now. He looked at me and frowned.
I could tell something was wrong "Why were you in Hollywood without a car Justin?" I bit my lip.
He ran his fingers through his hair and just stared at me. Suddenly, he started to cry. He bent his head down and just, sobbed like a baby. I squeezed his hand and made him look at me "What? Baby tell me?" I frowned.
He answered through sobs and flooded vision "I had sex with Veronica at a club" he hit his head on the table and sobbed more. My mouth dropped and I let go of his hand. I stared at his shaking body, not saying anything. After about a minute of his breakdown, he looked up at my expressionless face.
He gulped "Ceci?"
I didn't say anything. I just stood up and took his hand. He looked at it then finally took it. I helped him back into the car and we drove back to his house. I helped him out and we went into his house. His mom gasped and ran to him "What happened?" she asked, concerned.
"He just...uhh...was on the swings too long" and we stumbled up the stairs. Her mom didn't buy it "Is he hungover Cecilia?" she said in a stern tone. I turned and so did Justin. I started to speak, but Justin interrupted "Yes mom. And i'm sorry. You can ground me later but for now" he held his mouth. He was about to throw up. He ran up the stairs and charged into the bathroom.
I shrugged while frowning and ran after Justin. Justin threw up chunks and I just stood behind him, rubbing the small of his back. I gave him some water that was placed on the counter from Justin's mom. He drank it and spit it in the toilet. He flushed it and put the toilet seat down. He sat on it and put his head in hands.
We stayed in the bathroom for 2 minutes, in silence. I broke it "Why?" I asked "Why did you do it?"
He looked at me and shook his head in anger "I didn't do it on purpose Cecilia. She got me drunk, she brought me there!"
I got furious "Yeah! But you could've stopped her Justin! It was a fucking choice and you decided to go her way!" I hit the wall with my hand, but not hard. I didn't want to break my hand, let alone the wall. He just scoffed "I'm sorry that I had a lot on my mind and I wanted something to drink. I didn't know she would go that low!"
I bit my lip and just walked out the door of the bathroom. Justin followed while yelling "Where are you going?"
I skipped down the stairs and didn't answer him. I walked out the front door and started charging towards the house Veronica was staying in. I went up to the door and banged on it. A woman opened it "Oh uhm..hello..."
No more miss nice girl "Where's Veronica?" I blurted out.
"Uhm...she's not here, she just left back to Atlanta" the woman looked confused.
What? I threw up my hands in anger "Ugh!" and I walked away. The woman was so very confused, but she closed the door.
I walked back to my house and slammed my front door behind me. My mom looked up "Honey...what's wrong?" she stood up.
I rolled my eyes "Everything in my life is shit! I have cancer, my boyfriend has sex with his ex girlfriends, AND, dad is cheating on you!" I didn't realize I screamed out the last part, until I saw my mom's face. I stopped being angry and covered my mouth "Oh my god"
"What did you say?" she walked towards me.
"Uhm...uhh...nothing" and I ran up the stairs to my room. I slammed it behind me and locked it. Oh my god, I told my mom the secret. What do I do now? I heard the front door open and my dad give his greeting whenever he came through the door.
"Can you explain why our daughter just burst in here, saying you're cheating?" I heard her yell.
I couldn't catch exaclty what my dad said, but I could see his expression, he's in deep shit now.
"Well I don't think Cecilia lies Eric! How could you? We've been married for 20 fucking years!"
Wow, I didn't know she could cuss like that. I opened my door just a crack and I could hear my dad reply.
"Look honey...I can explain, I'm sorry I-"
"No! Don't you dare! Get out of my house..." there was a slight pause.
"Get out of my fucking house!" I heard her blow.
The front door closed and I heard my mom cry a second later. I bit my lip and closed my door. I was crying now. How could I do this. I just ruined our lives. Well, I knew this would happen someday, but now right now. I layed on the floor of my bedroom, not moving. I wanted ot die already, so I couldn't feel anymore pain. I needed Justin, but he was no help right now.
I needed my dad, but he's out cheating too.
I needed myself, to be strong whenever there was a hard time like this...but...she was almost faded away, completely.
Justin-
I layed in my bed, not knowing what to do. My girlfriend hated me, and I couldn't do anything about it. I was going to go run after her when she left, but I wanted her to breathe. Give her some space. I sat up and went over to the window. I opened it and looked up at the sky. So many stars, yet, they don't do anything. They sit there, shining for us.
I wanted to be a star, so I could shine light in the night sky. I didn't want this to happen. I needed Cecilia to be with me, be happy with me, love me. But right now, I didn't even like myself. I hated myself.
First I kill someone, then I have sex with my ex girlfriend? I was a fucking mess. I stared at Cecilia window, she wasn't there. I wonder what she was doing. I bit my lip and left my window sill. I took out my camera and looked at the pictures we took at the park.
We were so happy then, why weren't we like this now? Oh yeah, shit happened. Veronica to be exact, happened. I never wanted to see another red plastic cup in my life, not even at kid's parties. I was so ashamed of myself.
Maybe I should just die. I wish I could switch places with Ceci. She was so strong, she doesn't need the cancer in her. I need it. I wanted it to spread all across my body and into my brain. I wanted to be diseased, so she wouldn't have to.
I would take my life for hers, anyday.
