Chapter 20

Melanie's POV

When I wake up the next day, I'm utterly confused. I look over, expecting to see Wesley but I see Drew.... I begin to panic, moving to shake him awake.

"Drew!" I yell.

He groans, turning over. His eyes open and when he sees me his eyes widen and his jaw drops.

"Mel..."

"What did we do last night?"

"Uh..."

"Please remember, Drew. Please." I beg, tears starting to come down my face.

"I don't know, Mel! We got to your apartment and started making out and then we came in here... We're not fully naked so I guess we didn't do anything?"

I look down and sure enough, I'm wearing a bra and my pants and Drew's wearing his underwear.

"Okay... We weren't drunk so I doubt we did anything. Besides kiss.. Drew, I cheated on Wesley!" I exclaim, covering my face with my hands.

"He had it coming for him." Drew mutters.

"What?" I ask, glaring at him.

"Me kissing you is payback for all of the shit that he's put me through just because I like you more than a friend."

"How dare you!" I yell, standing up.

"What?"

"I never meant to cheat on him! Leave!" I yell, picking up my shirt from the floor and putting it back on.

"Mel.."

"Leave me alone!" I yell, throwing him his clothes.

He sighs, giving me a sad look. He puts his clothes back on, and gives me one last look before leaving.

I sit back down on my bed as tears continue to slide down my cheeks. I pick my phone up and scroll down my contacts to the person's name I really don't want to talk to right now but I should. Wesley.

"Wesley?" The phone picks up but all I can hear is rustling around and then I hear someone no one wants to hear.

I hear continuous moans of Wesley and another girl and I cover my mouth. He must've thought he pressed end on the phone call.

I hang up immediately, throwing my phone across the room and getting under the covers as my tears fall down. It seems like I've cried more in less than a year than I have all of my life.

After a while I end up falling asleep. I can't feel pain when I'm asleep, right?

-

"Mel, wake up. Baby." I hear Wesley coo into my ear and once I open my eyes and look at him, everything that's happened in the past 24 hours comes back to me.

"Don't touch me." I spit, backing away from him as quickly as possible.

"Look, I know you might still be mad at me for almost pressuring you to have sex last night but I'm sorry. I can't believe you're still hung up on this."

"Wesley, I heard you having sex with another girl through a phone call! You didn't ever hang up the phone you asshole!" I yell, tears streaming down my cheeks nonstop as I see his face turn white.

"Babe-"

"Don't call me that."

"Melanie, I'm sorry. Please listen to me."

"No! You cheated on me, Wesley! Get the fuck out of my apartment!" I yell, shoving him away from me as he gets closer but he takes my wrists and pulls them to him, bringing me closer to him. I try to fight him off, but he won't let me go.

"Baby, stop. Please."

I squirm in his arms, hitting my hands against his chest. He finally let's go of my wrists and I stand up.

"Get the fuck out of my apartment before I call the police." I say, glaring at him.

"Please-"

"No! Get out!" I yell, pointing towards the door.

"Fine." He sighs and walks to the door.

"And Wesley?"

"Yeah?"

"If you even try to fucking get near me I will put a restraining order on you. I mean it." I say, as the tears continue and he puts his head down and walks out.

I almost lay back on my bed and sleep again but then I realize I have to go to the stupid lunch with my dad and Thomas and his mom.

I sigh, going to take a shower and get dressed in better clothes. Once I'm done, I head to my car slowly, trying not to break down and cry. I get to my car and drive to the restaurant. When I get there, I calm myself down so I can actually make it inside.

I grab my purse, walking in and heading straight to the table to see they're already there.

"Well hello, Melanie." Thomas' mom says and I give her a small fake smile.

"Hi." I croak but no one seems to notice that I'm in pain besides Thomas.

"Hey, are you okay babe?" He whispers, taking my hand in his under the table.

"No, not really. Thomas.. Can I talk to you in private for a few minutes?"

"Yeah, sure." He says and we excuse ourselves before walking to the back of the restaurant.

I fall into his arms immediately, tears falling down my face yet again. You'd think by now that I would've dried out from crying this much.

"Hey, what happened?" Thomas asks, cupping my face with hands so I'm looking at him.

"Um... Wesley and I got in a fight just because I didn't want to have sex with him and he seemed a little drunk. I ran out of his apartment with no ride home and no one was answering their phones do I decided to call Drew. He took me to my apartment and.." I gulp down the lump in my throat and continue. "And we started making out. This morning I called Wesley and I guess he tried to end the call but he accidentally answered it without knowing. I could hear him having sex with another girl on the other end. It was disgusting. I passed out and when I woke up Wesley was there and I yelled at him and told him to leave. T-Thomas.." I choke out.

"Hey.. It's okay.." He says, pulling me into his chest and I wet his t-shirt even more.

When I look up I see that he's crying as well and I look up at him in confusion.

"W-why are you crying?" I ask and he looks off, trying to cover it up.

"Uh... I found Maggie cheating on me as well." He says and I gasp.

"Was this before you were gonna tell her you love her?"

"Yeah, I was setting things up for our dinner and I heard them in the back room." He whispers and I frown.

"Are you two gonna try and fix things?"

"I don't know... She really broke my heart. I'm just glad I didn't make a fool out of myself and told her I loved her." He says, laughing a bit and I know it's fake.

I wrap my arms around him, resting my head against his chest.

"I'm so sorry, Thomas."

"Don't worry babe, it's not your fault." He says, rubbing my back.

"Do you wanna ditch them?" He asks, looking over at our parents and back to me.

I nod, smirking at him and he takes my hand, leading me out the back door. We head to his car and I still admire his black Mercedes every time I see it.

"Come on." He says, laughing at me. He tells me that every time he catches me staring at his car.

"Oh." I say, laughing as well and getting in his car.

"We're gonna go to a club and get drunk and forget about all of our problems, okay?" He says.

"Sure, why not." I say and he nods, resting his hand on my knee.

We get to the club and Thomas leads me to the drinks immediately and we order anything and every drink is something I haven't heard of.

Soon we're on the dance floor, grinding on each other to the music. It feels nice just to let go and not worry about anything for the time being.

Thomas grabs my hips, and I grind my ass against him. He leans down to kiss my neck, gingerly. He sucks on my sweet spot and I throw my head back as he does and he groans in my ear.

"Fuck, Thomas." I moan, letting him sway my hips from side to side.

I'm so waisted that I honestly won't care if Wesley were to come in here and see us. To be honest, I shouldn't even care even if I was sober. He broke my heart and I was done with him.

I turn around and press my lips to his roughly, immediately tangling my fingers in his perfect hair. He bites my lip, and I gasp, letting his tongue slide into my mouth. His tongue explores my mouth and he moans into my mouth, sliding his hands down to my butt and squeezing it.

"My apartment is down the street. You wanna walk down there because we're both too drunk to drive and get outta here?" Thomas asks against my lips and I nod.

He takes my hand, pulling me out of the club quickly and we stumble down the street to his apartment. When we get inside and get the door shut, he presses me against the wall, leading his lips down to my earlobe, nibbling on it.

"Holy fuck, Thomas." I breathe heavily as he moves his lips to my neck and begins to suck the skin, running his tongue along it.

"Fuck, say my name again." He groans, rolling his hips against mine.

"Thomas..." I moan louder, and he slips his hands down the back of my pants, squeezing my butt again roughly.

I wrap my arms around his neck, and he picks me up and takes me to his room. We discard our clothes onto the floor as we kiss roughly...

-

I wake up the next morning to a pounding headache and a banging at the door.

I remember what happened last night and I groan, looking over to see Thomas. Good thing me and Wesley are over.

"Thomasss." I groan, throwing a pillow at him so he'll wake up. "Wake the fuck up, someone's at the door."

He groans and gets up, pulling some underwear and pants on before getting up. I get up as well, putting one of Thomas' shirts on and underwear as well. We walk slowly to the loud noise coming from the front of his apartment and we open the door to see a very angry Wesley.

"Oh! This is just great!" He yells, probably waking up the whole apartment complex by now.

"Wesley?!" I speak, glaring at him as I try to stay awake, putting a hand to my throbbing head.

"Did you two sleep together last night?!" He yells, pushing past me and into the apartment and he pushes Thomas up against a wall.

"Wesley, get the fuck away from him!"

"I'm gonna fucking kill you, man. I hate that every time I see you, you're always with my girl!"

"I'm not your girl anymore, Wesley!" I yell, and Wesley turns around, shoving Thomas away from him.

"Oh really now?!"

"How stupid are you! You cheated on me!"

"But you did the same thing with him!"

"We're not dating anymore, it shouldn't matter!"

"Is that really why you slept with him?"

"Yes!"

"Or was it for something else? Mel, you don't fool anyone."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes, you do. Just admit it."

"No."

"Mel!"

"Fine! I slept with Thomas to get back at you!"

"Thought so." He says with a satisfied look on his face.

"What?" Thomas ask, disbelief crossing his face.

"Thomas, I-"

"Save it." He says, glaring at me. "Both of you leave."

He walks off into his room and I glare at Wesley. I go into the hallway and put my pants on, and my shoes. I come back out to see Wesley with a big smirk on his face and I walk over and slap the shit out of his cheek, knocking the smirk right off of his face.

I leave, running down the stairs so I don't have to deal with Wesley and I catch the closet taxi, knowing there's one that comes down this street. I can't believe Wesley would fucking come to Thomas' house and do something like that. Un-fucking-believable.

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Hey y'all, so sorry this chapter may seem a bit rushed or whatever and not all that good but I hope y'all liked it! I don't really know what I'm doing with the book rn but things will get better eventually! Please leave feedback!! I'll update soon! ☺️ (p.s. Please make sure y'all check out my Luke Hemmings fanfic, I'll have the third chapter up soon as well!)