I wake the next morning. The morning sun melting away the cold. The bright rays sneak in through the curtains as it hit my face.

I groan softly as I look to the side and check the time.

10:38 AM

I blink a couple of times to wake up my vision. I move a bit to realize my fatigue body. I move a bit to encourage myself to sit up. I manage to sit up and lean on my bed frame. I look around and find Jordan's coat at the edge of my bed. I look at myself and see I was in the clothes I was in last night.

I must have knocked out.

I rub my head gently, I have a big headache which wasn't helping in anyway. I quickly swing my legs to the side and stand up slowly.

"What a date." I mumble to myself as I head to my mirror. I look at my myself, my hair everywhere, my face looking like I died, and a few hickeys on my neck.

"I need to cover these up in case my mom see's them." I say as I turn to the door.

Don't go on the date

I grab the door knob and stop for a second. The message from last night is still lingering in my head. I shake my head and went to grab my towel.

A good shower will sooth me.

I head back to the door and grab the knob. I stop again. I turn to the black coat sitting lifeless on my bed.
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I sit on my seat looking at the steering wheel. My head is spin all over of the message. The phone calls and the messages. I couldn't wrap my feelings around it, but that it meant something really concerning. I shake my head and turn on the engine. I look at the coat and then back to the wheel.

Everything is okay!

No it's not

I pull out the drive way and head to the streets leading to Jazz's house. I had some time to spare so I wanted to go to her house to ask about the repeated messages and calls. I continue down the road, taking some turns here and there till I arrived.

I get out the car, looking at the coat one more time. I then grab the handle to the door and closed it; locking the car. I proceed to head to the steps leading to the, very loud house.

"DON'T POKE THE FORK IN THE OUTLET!" Jazz yells. I flinch slightly as I go to knock on the door.

"MIJA! NO GRITAS!" Ironically Jazz's mom yells. I stop and place my arm down.

"Probably not a good time." I sigh and turn back to my car. I head down the steps as the sound of the wooden door closes behind me. I flinch and quickly turn around. Jazz was looking down at me from her porch with concerning eyes; holding a trash bag. As if the saddest most heartbreaking moment just occured in my life.

"You okay?" I ask as I approach her still body with the garbage in hand. She shakes her head and looks at me smiling. "I got a lot of messages and calls last night." I mumble awkwardly.

"I'm fine thanks!" She mumbles as she passes me and heads to a trash bin to the side of her house. I stood there watching her as she heads back to me. "You came to talk to me about that right?" She sighs as she went to the door and looks at me to head inside. I went up the steps as she opens the door to her younger siblings running in the house and her mother cooking. I step in slowly and move to the side of the door. I look at the clean home with three kids running around. I look towards Jazz's mother who was cleaning some dishes.

"Ama, vamos a mi cuarto." Jazz says from the door. Her mother looks up and sees me.

"Hola mija!" She gleams.

"Hola!" I reply back.

"Okay solo por un momento." Her mother says as she continues to wash the dishes. We head upstairs and into Jazz's room. Her room is covered in clothing and homework everywhere. I step in and step over her clothes.

"You can step on it don't worry." Jazz says as she closed the door. Ignoring her statement, I make my way to her bed. I sit gently on the edge of her bed. I turn and look at her. She's looking through her closet.

"So what was that about?" I ask akwardly trying to break the ice. Jazz peeks out with her camera in her hand.

What the hell?

She continues to walk towards me and throws herself over on her bed.

"Look, I'm just gonna say sorry that I- we did this." Jazz says as she throws her head back and then back to normal. I look at her confuse; what could she have possibly done wrong?

"I'm listening." I mumble to her as I got a bit more comfortable. She gots to lean on her bed frame and looks through the camera.

"Well remember when...you were crying in the restroom that one time because of your relationship." She sighs softly and continues to look through the camera. I nod softly, I really didn't want to remember that. "Well my stupid nosey ass wanted to find out more."  Jazz stops looking through and looks up to met my e/c orbs. "Rose and I stalked Jordan. Well mostly me." She passes the camera to me and looks at me with destoryed; fearful eyes.

Grabbing the camera gently, I glance at Jazz one more time.

What did she find?

I look down at the picture. I clench the camera.

"I know you said not to but in and whatever, but I couldn't see you so...destoryed about your relationship." Jazz says as she bangs her head on the bed frame. "I shouldn't have done that."

I scan the next few photos of the pair. My eyes tearing up as I kept looking, I was torturing myself.

Cheating

I didn't recognize her at all. They were all over eachother. A few pictures of them hugging having a good time, and them being intimate. VERY intimate.

Why the hell would he do this?

The tears start to come out as I clench the camera a bit tighter. He was making me look like an idiot for how long? How long has he been cheating on me?

I look up at Jazz as she looks at me. I gently place the camera to the side. I take a long sigh. I close my eyes to try and calm myself; though just made it worse. My eyes were waterfalls, out of instinct I throw myself on Jazz as if she was my mother protecting me. I hug her small body and hold on tight.

She hugs back and gently pats my head. I continue to cry onto her as if she was a sponge absorbing all my sadness, that would hopefully go away. After a couple minutes of my breakdown. I sit up next to her.

"By chance, do you have these pictures printed?" I ask softly, my voice husk after so much crying. Jazz got up with no response and went back to her closet. I start figdeting with my figures.

"Here." I hear a small mumble as I look up and see an envelope. I grab them gently and go to my knees to hug her.

"Thank you," I start as I wrap my arms around her. "But I'm still gonna have a word with you." I mumble softly as I hold on for just a bit longer. She snickers and we depart.

"I'm gonna head home now." I laugh softly and sniff a bit. She nods and we head to the door. Once outside we say our good byes. I stand there not knowing were I should go or be.

I could drop of his coat and confront him, but he'll notice something is wrong.

I continue towards my car and go in. I sit at the steering wheel.

Do I really want to see him right now?
I could go tomorrow, but I'm going to have to confront him eventually.

I sigh, unable to decide for myself.

"Well I think you should should go and confront him." Chara pops in the passengers seat and looks over.

"Long time no see." I mumble and sniff up my boogers racing to the outside world.

"Ya ya, I know. Though I'm always around." They say as they make themselves comfortable.

I look away and sigh softly. The reflection is looking back at me from the rear-view mirror. My eyes red and puff a bit. With my nose red.

I banged my head on the sterring wheel, the honk of my car blaring into my hears.
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I can't do this

I've been in my car for the last 10 minutes; outside of Jordan's home.

"Sure you can, all it takes is couple of minutes of your day." Chara says as they dissappear.

I look over at them as their body disappears, the coat and envelope are left there on the passengers seat.

"You're already here just get up there." I mumble to myself. I grab the envelope and coat quickly. I close the door of my car and proceed to the door.

I cover the envelope with his coat; knocking I fix my hair and clear out my eyes.

Hopefully he can't tell that I was crying.

I wait for a moment to see if anyone answers the door. Though all I heard was a bit of soft shuffling inside. I knock one more time; a bit harder this time. The wooden door soon opens, Jordans head peaks out. He looks surprise and fully opens the door. He's shirtless with some sweat pants on. I look at him and blush.

Y/n! What the fuck! You're suppose to confront him!

"Huh, Babe, I didn't," he turns his head back. "Expect you to come by." He chuckles nervously as he turns back to face me.

"I just came to drop off your coat." I mumble. My eyes start to tear; trying to hold them back, I look away.

"Hey? Babe, are you okay?" He questions softly. "Here come inside." He gently guides me in the home and closes the door. I take a seat on the couch and sigh. He sits next to me and looks at me with concern written on his face.

JUST TELL HIM!

I grab my head and place the coat on my lap. My tears start to rain out my eyes as I let out a quiet sob.

"Hey! Babe! What's wrong?" Jordan asks quietly. He immediately went to hug me and comfort me. I stand up and grab the envelope.

Fuck!

"Hey, Y/n what's wrong?" Jordan questions a he stands. I frantically open the envelope as the tears kept coming; my vision getting blurry.

"Tell me why, you could've just, broken up with me." I mumble softly as I turn to him with the pictures in hand.

"What the hell do you mean?" He asks as he looks down at the pictures. I clench the photos and throw them at him. A few falling to the ground. I fall to the ground and continue to sob softly.

"Shit." I hear a small mumble escape his mouth.

"For how long have you've been making me look like an idiot?" I ask as my voice starts to crack. He stays quiet and continues to look at the pictures.

"Who took these?" He demands.

"That didn't answer my question." I say back. I quickly stand up; done with this stupid game.

"How long!" I raise my voice. As he grabs his head and rubs his hair. "Don't stay quiet!" My voice cracks again. He groans and sighs.

"I...." He starts as he grips one of the photos. "Look let me explain." He mumbles. I stand there in disbelief in his choice of words.

I open my mouth to speak; before hearing something fell from his bedroom. I look at the close door as he quickly stands and heads to his room. I quickly follow behind. Before he could reach his door; I open the door.

A slim female; the one from the picture; is bend over picking up whatever she had drop. She has her hair up, and only her underwear on.

I grab the door knob and slam the door against the wall. The girl turns slightly and looks up at me, Jordan is just behind me. The girl jumps as she laids eyes on me. She covers her breasts, as I turn around and head to the main door.

I didn't feel sad anymore, I felt so much anger.

"Y/n!" Jordan calls to me as I grab the door. "Wait! Hold on." I open the door but Jordan grabs my wrist gently. "Just let-"

"NO! THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO!" I screech to him. I rip my arm away and push him into his house. "All you had to say was that you didn't want to fucking date me anymore! Instead of leading me on!" I yell at him as he looks at me. "We. Are. Done." I spill the venom out my mouth. The tears start again. "I'm done with this stupid thing we called a relationship." I say my final words. I head out and quickly into my car. I didn't even look back at the house and just look at my worn out tired, reflection.

My eyes are red.

My eye color is a ruby red, of course also red because of the crying.

What do I do now?

"See it wasn't that hard." Chara appears on the passengers seat.

"Shut up will you." I mumble as I start the car.

"Hey! Chill out will you, I feel bad that this happen trust me." Chara says trying to comfort me.

I don't respond and just continue to get out of the neighborhood. I just want to be back home.
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Heyo it's been a while I know. Even though we in this quarantine and such I've been super busy. Though here it is. I've also been fixing a few errors on previous chapters that's why I've been taking long as well. Anyway take care and stay safe.

Published: 8/14/20