Sig POV
I walk around and try to find a taxi. I end up walking on the side of a rode on the sidewalk. I guess I'm just going to have to walk home. I already tried calling my parents but they didn't answer. I can't call Trent since I left because of him. I have no other friends. I walk until I hear a car horn. I look behind me and see Trent's car pull up.

"Get in the car," he says rolling down the window without looking at me.

"No," I reply firmly.

Trent looks at me. He looks pissed off. He parks his car in the resting area he pulled up in and gets out walking to me.

"Get in the car," he says more firmly.

"No. If all your going to do is yell at me and get pissed off at me than I don't want to go with you," I say.

I let the tears fall down.

"I wish I just never met you," I say sobbing.

"What?" He asks me hurt.

"You act like my friend sometimes but then other times you just get mad at me and pissed off and it hurts," I cry.

"It hurts a lot," I say.

"I'm already going through so much. I literally get bullied by everyone. I have fucking depression. I have no friends. But then I met you. And I thought things would be different. I even fucking fell in love with you. And what do you do? You flirt with a fucking slut and tell me I'm like a kid and that I'm annoying and that I should stay out of your life. Well here ya go. I won't be a trouble to you anymore," I say walking past him.

He grabs my arm.  "You love me?" He says with hurt deep in his eyes.

"Loved," I spit in his face and walk away.

I feel myself crying. I see a car pull up in front of me and the windows roll down. I'm met with a familiar face.

"Chase?" I ask.

"Here get in the car I'll take you home," He says sweetly.

I nod. I get in the car and stare out seeing that Trent sat down on one of the benches and had his hands in his hair. I feel myself cry even more.

"Hey it's okay," chase says.

Okay so I lied. I do have one friend. His name is Chase Hudson. I met him from tik tok. He's soo sweet and good looking. This is how he looks like:

Anyways, I met him about 2 moths ago but he already treats me like a bestie.

"Siggy, is it okay if I start driving or do you want to rest a little more?" He asks me sweetly putting his hand on my thigh.

"You can drive," I say sniffling.

He starts driving away and I look back and watch Trent slowly disappear from me.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks me.

I tell him everything. I know I can trust him with anything.

"Wow. I am so sorry that you had to go through that," he says stopping to fill up his tank.

"I just can't believe he treated you like that," he says.

I nod. He gets back in the car after buying both of us a bag of Cheetos to eat.

"I don't want to go home," I say.

"Okay you can stay in my hotel," he says.

"Are you sure?" I ask him.

"Ya nobody is there just me and I get lonely and bored," he yells me.

I nod. He gets back on the road and drives to his hotel. I fall asleep.