Don't tell me I'm Beautiful.

We were laying in my bunk and I could feel her body drifting off into sleep. All I could find myself thinking about was her.



Why did I set her up for a one night stand? When she was so much more to her. She was flawless, beautiful, unique. She couldn't be pegged as one of those girls in the first place. And honestly now that I had the time to think about it, I felt guilty. Guilt was in full stream.



"Tino... What's wrong?" She questioned, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"Nothing love." I sighed, adverting her gaze.

"Obviously something, now tell me." She said sternly.

"I just feel guilty, I shouldn't have treated you the way I did when I first met you. Honestly I shouldn't have treated any girl that way. But, there's something about you that makes me feel just awful." I shook my head.

"Tino, you don't need to feel guilty. It's understandable what you were doing." She said, which surprised me.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"You had gotten out of a bad relationship. You were using those girls to feel a sense of closeness to them. You thought if you did that, you could void the pain of the heartbreak." She said confidently.



And man was she right, I did do that because of my last relationship. I filed through girls like it was my job. And to think it was because I was so devastated.

"You're right." I said wide eyed.

"Yo Tino, where you at man?" I heard Austin yell.

"In my bunk." I hollered back.

"There's gonna be a cookout at PTV's bus tonight, you coming?" He questioned.



I turned to Nicole and asked her with my eyes.



"You can go, I wanna stay in tonight." She said.

"But why? C'mon it'll be fun." I smiled.

"I said no, I don't want to go." She spoke.

"Um okay." I said annoyed.

"Yeah man I'll be there." I yelled.

"Cool it's starts at 8." He said and walked off the bus.



What was wrong with Nicole? Why didn't she want to come? And why is it that she suddenly got really shitty with me about it? I didn't do anything wrong. All I did was ask her if she wanted to go, and then she got shitty.



"What's up your ass?" I questioned, standing up from the bunk.

"What's up my ass?" She asked, confused.

"Yeah." I said plainly.

"Um, maybe I didn't want to go hang out with you and your dumb drunk friends." She said crossing her arms.

"Oh I didn't know I was dumb." I smirked.

"No, this isn't funny. Honestly, I don't like you when you drink." She stated.

"Then you won't like me right now." I growled.

"What?" She asked.

"Go, just get the fuck out." I hissed, lowly.

"Don't have to tell me twice." She said before storming off the bus, tears falling freely down her face.



Who did she think she was?

Notes

Sorry it's taken so long to update! I've been so busy, with stories, and school! Once school is over, I'll be able to update everyday! So I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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