i like this story bc stories where they fuck and then cuddle and watch a movie in a bubble bath with mcdonald's or smth are so unrealistic i wanna die

so may i present to you

angst

Alex

"Dude, isn't that John?" Peggy gasps, staring behind me.

I choke on my coffee, and turn around quickly. Oh fucking hell. I even moved out of state. I face Peggy again, staring holes into the table, willing for him to disappear. Seeing him would be awkward.

No that's an understatement, seeing him would make me produce a gun from my bag and kill the both of us. He'd probably thank me in hell.

I even moved out of state, I really got rid of him and now he's back?

"Oh fucking hell..." I mutter, playing anxiously with my hair.

"Didn't you like break his heart?" Peggy laughs.

"Peggy!" I hiss. She gives me a look and I see she's being serious. "Yeah, yeah I did, he was the first heart I broke. He fucking deserved it, the asshole."

"Remind me of how you did it? A quick little summary." She grins, playing with her straw.

"Oh come on-" I sign.

"You cant blame me!" She splutters "The list is so long! I lose track of your methods!"

"Fine, fine..." I bat at her with my hand.

*flashback time machine noises*

Cheating on me.

Well, that's great. For 3 months. Should have been the first sign.

"You're going there." I say.

"Yeah."

"But you're going to end things." I look over at him, staring intently. He had fucking better. I'm trusting him, and I don't know why. I don't trust people.

"Yes. Yes I am, ok?" He gives me a look, smiling softly at me as he pulls on his coat. Lie.

"Just... don't be too long." I say, my stomach twisting itself into knots.

"Of course, his house is like only 15 minutes away." He smiles at me again, and leans in to kiss me. I back away, pulling my head back.

He gives me a look. That probably hurt him. But I don't care. He hurt me. God knows why I'm giving him a second chance.

"Hey, I love you, ok?" He says. I say nothing. And he leaves.

And I did nothing. I waited for him to get back, so we could be a happy couple again. So I didn't have to worry about him seeing another guy. So I could just be his.

And I waited. 15 minutes have past. He must be there by now.

20 minutes.

30 minutes.

40 minutes. I thought he'd be back by now.

45 minutes.

50 minutes.

An hour.

An hour and a half.

At this point, I gave up and called Peggy over.

time skip

"Why is he... such an asshole?" I hiccup, extremely drunk but uncaring.

"Men are all assholes." Peggy rolls her eyes at me, not even bothering to pour into a glass and drinking straight out the bottle.

"Hey, I'm a man!"

"Are you?"

"Fuck I dunno." I mumble, drinking. "He'd be back right now if he had ended it, right?"

"Yes. Definitely. It's been 3 hours. They're having sex Alex." She states at me, putting down her bottle first time in about an hour.

"I know." I whisper, pressing my face into my knees. Was I crying? I don't know. I was crying.

Peggy taps my toes. "Hey... You're ok." I look up at her. "He's a dick. You'll find better."

"Will I?"

"Yeah. But for now let's get pissed." She giggles.

another time skip

I'm awoken from my drunken nap by the sound of the door opening. John walks inside.

I sit up, rubbing my head. I'm still drunk.

He stares at me on the floor.

"You're sleeping on the sofa tonight." I rasp. He says nothing but walks into the other room.

I rub my eyes, and nudge Peggy, also sleeping on the floor. "Peggy... Wake up bitch."

She wakes up, holding her head. "How am I still drunk."

"Go home." I stagger to my feet.

"Is the miserable selfish cunt fucker back yet?" (these are direct words from my mum abt my dad-)

"Yeah he is." I mumble.

"Great, I'm gone." She says, standing to her feet in record time for someone drunk out of their mind. They go over to the door and start putting on their shoes, as I struggle to even walk over there. "Hey. Call me tomorrow, ok?" She kisses me on the cheek.

"Yeah ok." I mumble as she leaves.

I wish she hadn't left.

Fuck.

She shouldn't have left.

I lock the door, ignoring John's presence entirely and walking into our, no my room, and falling face first onto the bed.

time skip cause idk it's a oneshot i could make this better but i'm lazy

"Ah Jesus Christ..." I mutter under my breath, rubbing my head as I sit up. God it fucking hurts. The memories of last night come swirling to my head.

Ah.

What a shit.

I take up groggily, staggering my way out of the room, leaning on the doorframe. God my heads fucking pounding.

I run my hands through my hair as I listen to the noises of the shower running. That bastards using my shower!

I glance around, and see his phone on the sofa.

I go over and pick it up, entering the password. What, he's already cheated, he owes me this.

I find the shithead almost immediately, and open their messages. His names Thomas... Ew.

I glance at the messages from only last night.

'Thank you for last night, that might have been the best night I've had with you.' Oh god ew ew ew. I might throw up again.

Pressing a hand over my mouth to prevent myself from projectile vomiting, I scroll until I find an address. Wonderful.

I take a screenshot and send it to my own phone.

Well, I'm relatively dressed, I didn't change last night. I grab some painkillers and some gum from the table, and slip on my shoes before heading outside.

miniature time skip

The line rings for a few seconds, and I rest my head on the phone booth, blowing a bubble in my gum.

"Jesus Christ Alex, how much did we drink last night?" Peggy groans.

"Not enough, I was aiming for alcohol poisoning." I sigh, "How'd you know it was me?"

"You're the only person who calls me from this phone booth. Anyway, what dastardly conversation are we having that you don't want John to overhear?"

"I got the guys address."

"Alex!" Peggy gasps. "Please don't commit aggravated assault again, I'm not picking you up from the police station again again."

"I'm not, I'm not mad at him. I'm mad at John. Look, we gotta hurry this up because I didn't have much change. I'm gonna tell you the address so write it down. If anything goes bad I'll text you and you gotta come pick me up, ok?"

"Yeah yeah ok."

I adjust the phone in my hands as I read out the address again. "You got that?"

"Yeah. Why are you going?"

"I dunno, closure?"

"Well good luck."

I take the gum out of my mouth and stick in the corner. "If John's not gonna do it, I will."
I say, swallowing another painkiller.

"Call me after, ok?"

"Alright."

"Have fun."

I snort and she hangs up.

time skip

I take a deep breath, running my hands through my hair, before knocking on his door.

It takes a few seconds, but the door opens, revealing a tall guy, with dark skin and a curly afro. This is Johns type?

"Who are you?" He asks.

"John's boyfriend, who are you?"

"John's... boyfriend. What?"

"We should probably talk." I say and he lets me inside. "You got something to drink?"

****

"I cant believe that bastard would do that!" Thomas exclaims, waving his glass around a little too wildly, and the liquid in it splashes out, bu I'm not sure if he notices.

"That makes two of us." I down my drink again, feeling the effect on my head. "Great, hungover and drunk again."

"Again?" He asks, taking a sip. He's actually not a bad guy. He seems understanding, and just as mad at John as I am.

"I got drunk yesterday when he didn't come back." I mumble. "He was supposed to end things..."

"That bitch!" He gasps, staring at me. "He didn't say anything, we just had sex. Well, I take back all the seductive things I said to him." He pouts, drinking the rest of his drink.

"Did you guys really go for 3 hours?"

"No, 2. Then we like, cuddled. Cant believe I held that rat bag. He two timed both of us!"

"His dicks small..." I mutter under my breath, scowling as if he was here.

"It is." He agrees, setting down his glass. "He's such a bitch! I cant believe he would do that to you." He looks at me sympathetically.

"I know." I whisper, the tears forming in my eyes, and I don't even bother stopping them, I just press my face into my hands.

"Oh honey no," He coos, gently peeling my hands away from my face and cupping my cheek. "You're too pretty to cry."

I gaze at him for a few seconds.

Oh screw it I thought as I threw myself at him, crashing out lips together.

John did it too.

time skip bc i am a homosexual

I anxiously listen to the phone ring, waiting for her to pick up.

"Yello." Peggy answers down the line.

"I slept with him!" I blurt out, unable to even create a build up, still slightly tipsy.

"You fucking what?!" She yells, and I move the phone from my face. "Alex what the fuck?!"

"I know, I know. I don't know why I did it. Genuinely no idea." I shake my head, pouting.

"What, because John did it, you can too?"

"Yeah."

"That makes you just as bad as him." I can basically head her glaring.

"I'm well aware. Pretty sure I'm worse. Always have been."

"Oh come on Alex, don't out yourself down like that." Her tone changes from scolding me to comforting me. "Actually, I don't think it does make you as bad as him, you're just not in the right."

"No one ever is." I sigh, glancing up at the apartment where I see John watching me from the window. Fuck face.

"Can you do me a favour though?" She pouts.

"Yeah...?"

"You remember my lucky red fake ruby I gave you a while ago, when you first found out? You've used all its luck and I'm out to ask someone out, so could you bring it over? Don't think you wanna hang out around with the lying cunt anyway." I can hear the rustle of her head shaking.

"Yeah sure. I think I've used up my amount of luck my now. The universe won't rent me more."

"Oh you're so depressed." She laughs. "Come over, we'll eat marshmallows. See you in 5?"

"Yeah ok." I hang up, leaving the phone.

****

I had left the apartment door unlocked, so I walk quickly in and head for my bedroom, opening my bedside table drawer, where the fake gem sat.

I took it out, rubbing my thumb over its smooth surface. It gave me enough luck for what I did. Just a little more.

I shove it in my pocket, and glance around briefly. This room makes me sick, All the good things I did with him while he was doing the same with someone else.

I would understand if he was polyamorous, but he's made it clear that we're both monogamous. I am. He told me many times he is too. He's just a bastard.

I leave as fast as I can, but I see him. Standing in front of me. The sight of his face makes me physically ill.

"Alex we need to talk." John looks at me at me stupidly earnestly, and I have to refrain from rolling my eyes.

"Uh huh?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

"I know you probably know but I should say it still... I didn't end things with him. I'm so sorry, I slept with him. But I-"

I cut him of, laughing. I just can't help it, the laughter pouts out of me and I cant stop it. Laughing at him. At all of this. I'm wasting myself with him.

"It's fine." I grin. "So did I." I push past him as he calls after me, a smile etched into my skin.

*back to the future delorean noises*

"Oh yeah!" Peggy smiles to herself. "Then you snuck back in and took all your stuff back while he was at a party. I got rejected, and we moved states."

"And then I became a heart breaker for fun, and started dressing like a slutty Y2K bimbo." I shake my head.

"Hotter than the rest of us. I wish I could pull off all your looks. Your style is incredible."

"Thanks, it's the trauma." I sigh, standing up. I don't even want to be in the same coffee shop as him. "I've gotta go. See you back at home?"

"Sure," She replies.

I stand up, doing anything I can not to look at him, making my way towards the exist, flipping my sunglasses back down off my forehead.

I really don't want to talk to him. Unfortunately...

"Hey Alex!" His friend calls to me, some douchebag I don't remember the name of, and I stop and turn to look.

I flip my glasses down, starting at a horrified John and his eager friend. I grin, and wink at them before leaving and hoping I never have to look at their ugly faces again.

i'm tired so there will 99% likely be a part 2 where they actually talk bc that's a bit in the story line

ok bye this is unedited