Fucked up - 4

                                    

                                          
Annas pov:
Today is a party and he will be there too. I am so happy to see him again because we havent really seen or talked to each other in a while. I think I need to talk to him again and tell him how I feel. Even though I was the one who ignored him all this time he invited me to go to this party. I spent about 2 hours in front of my mirror to make sure I look good enough. I put on some make up, picked out some sexy but also not too revealing clothes and for the first time I looked into the mirror and thought it could work. With a good feeling I drove one hour to the party. I was a little early, so I had to wait for him. I was there waiting  with some dudes from school that he sometimes chilled with. 
"Hey, how is it going with Jason? I mean you are his girlfriend, or has he already taken the next one?"  One of them said. 
"I am not his girlfriend, but we definitely have something." 
"I mean he just wants to fuck you, you know that, right?" he said.
"Yeah, he fucks everything with two legs" another one said. 
"Are you serious? I dont think so. If he wanted to fuck me he would have done it already." I said confident. I didn't know who I wanted to convince, myself or them. 
"He didnt want you to be suspicious, thats why he waited so Long" one of them said. I started to believe them. Thats why I started to drink. Way too much. Her drunk self decided to text him where he was. 
Jasons pov:
 I was waiting at home for my mother to get ready because she needed to drive me to the party. Suddenly my phone rang. It was a text from Anna:
heyy wher are yoi????
Is she drunk? or why does she text like that? Normally she doesnt make mistakes while texting
I'm still at home. Is everythink okay?
yesssssssssssss. but im drumk ahahahaah
Anna. please stop drinking. I'm coming
Annas pov:
I didn't believe him because I thought he was at that party with another girl and doesnt want to be with me. So I didnt stop drinking. Its like I tried to make myself believe that it isnt true by drinking. Like it would make things better. I was drunk. So, fucking drunk. But I was also sad. And that combination was even worse.
Third pov:
She went into that party, the moment she was told that he was there. Anna finally found Jasons table where he and all of his friends were. 
"Jaaasooon" She laughed. 
"hey" he murmured. You could see that he didnt like that situation. 
"Why?" She questioned him. 
"Why what?" he was confused, and who could blame him? There was no context to her question. 
"Why don't you like me?" she said. With each sentence she got sadder. 
"Who said that I dont like you?" he asked. 
"Everyone. And you! They told me everything." If she wasn't drunk, she would have seen how uncomfortable it was for him to talk about that in front of all his friends. 
"What did they tell you?" he asked. 
"The truth about you. They told me that you just want to fuck me because I have two legs. And everything with two legs gets fucked by you. And I know now that you dont like me." 
"What? Thats bullshit." He answered. 
"Omg more alcohol" She yelled because someone brought a few cups of beer to their table. She instantly took one and drank some of it.  He took the glass from her and put it to the end of the table. "Hey?!?! thats mine!" She yelped. 
"No, you had enough." He said. She tried to take her glass back but, in the process, she spilled his drink all over him. 
"Oh shit." SHE giggled. 
"Are you serious right now?" he said. 
"Fuck.I am so sorry" she laughed. 
"You should be." After that she left in shame. What did she do? she definitely needed to talk to him again, but without his friends. She couldnt go back in there. She sent one of her friends to tell him that he should come to her and talk. She sat down on a bench and prepared her speech to him. 
But her friend returned alone. 
Oh shit. 
She fucked up.