Chandra
It’s been four days since everything happened with Misty.
Buzz told me she means nothing to him and that I am the one he wants.
I have been trying to call him to come pick me up for the last ten minutes so I catch a ride with Samantha the other waitress.
I hop out of her car and head into the clubhouse.
Music is playing and the guys are sitting around shooting the shit.
“Do you know where Buzz is?” I ask Stone, his father then look around seeing if I can see him.
“He must be in his room. I didn’t see him leave,” he tells me, nodding at him before heading into the hallway and to his room.
I stop short of opening the door as I hear moaning coming from the other side.
My heart starts beating erratically as I turn the knob and open the door.
As the light from the hallway shines into the room, I see Buzz, his hands gripping the waist of another woman.
She moans, and he drives into her harder.
“What is this?” I ask as I flip on the light.
Tears are running down my face, and I look over at Misty who has a smile on her face, looking over her shoulder at me.
Buzz looks down at her, then back at me.
The shock of being caught has him quickly pulling out of her, and then he stands there staring at me.
The scene before me has my heart breaking into a million pieces because I trusted that he wouldn’t hurt me.
I trusted him with my heart after what I went through with my ex.
***
The moment I looked over my shoulder at Chandra I knew that the woman I was fucking wasn’t her.
I looked down at Misty, and my stomach hits the floor.
I was asleep, and the lights weren’t on, so I thought I was with Chandra.
She runs out of the room, and I quickly put my pants on before running after her.
We come out into the main room and the music cuts off before all eyes are on us.
“Chandra,” I plead as she stops in her tracks before turning towards me. Her face is wet from her crying, and my heart breaks seeing it.
“What’s going on Michael?” my father asks as I continue staring at the woman I have fallen in love with. I have hurt her after promising I wouldn’t.
“Why don’t you tell them exactly what happened!” she spits out angrily, her face red with anger and hurt. Misty comes striding out of the hallway, smiling, and I grit my teeth, my jaw tensing.
“Oh shit,” I hear right before a fist connects with my face and everything goes black.