Tables Turned

The hotel was way too fancy for my liking and that only added to the pressure of the evening. Not to mention the fact that the vodka had made a home in my veins, blinding me to the obvious way the night was going to end. "Come on Sav, let's get ourselves to our room." Jake purred in my ear like a lion about to devour his prey.

I grabbed his hand and let him lead the way. He took me to the elevator and pressed the 9th floor button. "I'm so drunk." I giggled as I looked at us in the mirror.

"You look hot." He grinned at me. I blushed a little but it was quickly replaced with a discomforting feeling of sadness. I didn't want to do this, not really. But if it was the only way to save my relationship then I guess I don't have a choice, right?

The doors opened and Jake pulled me out with him and down the hallway. We stopped at door 97 and he unlocked the door with the keycard. The door swung open to reveal a beautiful room. The bed was a four poster bed with frilly curtains and satin sheets. It was a big room but it was also clearly expensive. "You didn't need to go to this extent." I told him. He had a cute look on his face.

"I wanted this to be special Savannah." He said as he began to kiss my neck. I placed my hands on his shoulders and looked up at him.

He pushed me over towards the bed and we fell down onto it. I looked up at him and he smiled at me. "Jake?" I asked.

"Yeah?"

"Do you love me?" I asked with all my heart.

"Of course I do babe." He mumbled and then kissed my lips. This time I kissed him back with force. And I felt the smile spread across his lips.

-

My head felt heavy and my eyes were tired. I felt the movement in the bed and it startled me. I rolled over and noticed Jake was standing up and putting his clothes on. I sat up and frowned at him. "What are you doing?" I asked with a husky voice. I glanced at the clock and it read 3:09am.

Jake turned around and then turned the light on the bedside table on. "Look Savannah." He started and then sat down on the bed. "I don't think this is going to work out anymore." He gave me a sympathetic look and reached out for my hand. I snatched it away and frowned at him.

"You're breaking up with me?" I hissed at him. He just simply nodded.

"Long distance isn't going to work out, plus it's clear that you're already interested in that Vic dude so I'm doing you a favour." He shrugged at me.

"I liked you, only you." Well that's a lie but still.

"You didn't wanna sleep with me until now Savannah, you obviously don't like me that much."

"Just because I wanted to wait until I was ready doesn't mean I don't like you." I shook my head. Tears were beginning to well up in my eyes, I couldn't even look at him.

"We both knew what this really was about though." He said getting up and straightening his tshirt out.

"Why did you say that you loved me, so many times?" I asked but this time the tears began to cascade down my face.

"You weren't going to fuck me on a you're hot compliment." He shrugged and then left the room. I stared at the wall, tears soaking the sheets below me.

I felt sick. I felt used and unwanted. He lied this whole time and it was all for sex. He probably cheated on me this whole year.

I climbed out of the bed and grabbed my dress and shoes, putting them on and grabbing my bag. I didn't even think twice about seeing him in the lobby, he's dead to me.

-

I opened the door of my apartment and expected the party to still be in full swing but I was shocked to see the empty apartment in darkness except the light from the tv. That's when I noticed Vic sitting on the couch, watching it. He looked up and his face turned from curious to worried. "Are you okay Savannah?" He asked with genuine concern.

I walked over to the couch and fell down onto it next to him. "Well I'm not a virgin anymore." I sobbed out. I covered my face with my hands and cried into them.

"Did he hurt you?!?" Vic demanded. I looked up at him and shook my head.

"I was willing but then-n he-he dumped me." I felt so damn stupid for crying about this in front of Vic. We didn't get off to the best start but I mean, he was nice to me today so I don't know anymore.

"What an asshole." He frowned at me. I could see anger rise in his eyes but he didn't say anything else. He just wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me towards him. In any other situation I would have told him to back off or push him away but I let him.

"I feel so stupid." I cried even more. Vic rubbed my back and nodded.

"It's okay. He's gonna regret hurting you like this and he will never get over what he's really lost." Vic mumbled into my hair. I pulled back and looked at him with a sad frown on my face. Why is he saying that?

"Why is this place so empty?" I asked looking around, it was trashed a little from the party but that was it.

"We called it a night about an hour ago. Lynn got so trashed that she ended up passed out in your bed. Tony is in her bed and my brother is in his. We didn't think you'd be back so I didn't bother to move any of them." He shrugged.

"It's okay I'll sleep here tonight." I said as I wiped away a few tears.

"Nah, you can sleep in my bed okay." He said as he placed a hand on top of mine. I looked down at it and then up at him. I gave him a small smile and stood up, still holding his hand. He turned the tv off and threw the remote onto the couch.

I pulled him along towards his room and opened the door. I closed it over behind him and let his hand go. "Have you got anything I could sleep in?" I asked quietly. He nodded and then went over to his drawers and pulled out a Metallica shirt and then handed it to me. I pulled it over my head and then unzipped the side of my dress and slipped it off my body. I didn't notice at first but Vic had turned away to give me privacy to get dressed. I could've gone into the bathroom but I didn't care at this point. All dignity that I had walked out the door with Jake.

Vic turned around and gave me a small smile. I walked over to his bed and climbed in. He stood in the middle of the floor with a hesitant look on his face until I nodded for him to come over.

Sheepishly he walked over to me. He pulled off his jeans and shirt so that he was just in his underwear and then slid into the bed. I turned away from him and faced the wall but I knew he was facing me. "I hope that you're okay." I heard him whisper into the darkness.

"Me too." I mumbled in reply. I don't know why but I scooted closer to Vic, I guess I needed the comfort and reminder that not all humans were horrible. I don't know why but Vic wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me even closer to his chest. And for the first time, in a very long time I fell asleep without every single thought that a human could possibly think of, running through my head.

Notes

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