Love Aint Always Pretty

Furyo (不慮)

Translation: Accidental

Origin: Japanese

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I got myself busy and studied my lessons during the rest days of the week. I tried to avoid seeing him, I would eat dinner earlier than Tracy. I would do it on purpose or I would go out alone just to avoid seeing Nick. I keep on reminding myself that it's for the best. I know it's for the best. It might actually help me just a little bit to get over this feeling I have for him and I wish it would at least help.

Now based on the way things that happened last Wednesday, I doubt that he actually cares much for me. He didn't even try to call or text me after that night. He completely treated me like shit.

If I did something wrong that he didn't like, I expected that he would eventually explain it to me what it was or at least tell me what the hell upset him so much that night, but no he didn't bother telling me about it and I really hate it. The last thing I got from him was the slamming of his bedroom door after he fucked me, how he pushed me out and how he made me feel like he just had the need to drop me off the dorm cos he needed to.

Now I can see why he hasn't been with a girl for eight long years cos Nick is obviously clueless when it comes to how a guy should treat a girl. He's completely clueless when it comes to women. I thought he was a decent guy, turned out he's actually not at all. His actions sometimes contradicts his entire character. There are times where I would think that he's just playing a role where he's hiding his real identity beneath it. It's as if he's hiding away the pieces of the guy that he used to be eight years ago over the guy that he's trying to be now.

Good thing my drinking session with Tracy was moved, cos now that it's Friday, I really think I need to get wasted for the weekend. I know for sure I'm not a drinker but I really want to get drunk. I want to drown myself with alcohol. I want to forget what happened last Wednesday even just for one night. I want to forget how he treated me.

It was already 10:15PM in my watch.

"I love that skirt, Savannah." Tracy compliments.

"Thanks Trace."

"Try this lipstick. I swear it will look good on you." Tracy hands to me a dark red lipstick which she's also wearing.

"I doubt that." I say.

"Come on, we're going clubbing so put some lipstick on to brighten your dull face."

I grabbed it from her hand and stared at myself in front of the mirror. I started putting it then pressed my lips together. Tracy smiles at me, "See? You look ready."

I chuckled.

"Who's going with us?" I asked.

I was hoping that Nick wont be there cos if he will then I will completely be a goner. If I'm too drunk, I might say things not allowed to be said to him. Even though a part of me wants him to be there, so he could see how miserable I am after what he did but then that would embarrass myself.

"Clyde." she says.

I gazed at him, "Just Clyde?" I asked, as if I was uninterested on who's coming.

She nods. "Yeah, he said he doesn't want us to be in harm that's why he's going."

I smiled.

"Don't worry, he's just there to make sure we can go home safe." She answered.

"Isn't Nick throwing a party tonight?" I asked, trying to sound uninterested again.

"There's always a party at the frat house every weekend but tonight is our night together and my boyfriend is the sweetest for choosing us over his friends. So let's go?" She chimed.

I nod.

Both of us headed out of the dorm and saw Clyde arriving. The three of us hailed a cab and I don't know why Clyde doesn't have a car yet, he's old enough to own one. Tracy and Clyde were sitting at the backseat while I was on the passenger side. I wanted to be separated from them cos I'll eventually get jealous of how sweet they can be. I was still thinking about Nick and I'll be damned if I get too wasted later and I'll spill out the beans to Tracy and to Clyde.

We arrived outside a pub called The All Saints, the walls were black and red and the glass were even tainted black too. You couldn't see what's the inside of it. When we marched our way inside, it was packed. Clyde was leading the way, looking for a vacant table for the three of us to sit down and once we found one, we settled ourselves. I was just watching the other people getting drunk and getting dancey on every corner of the bar. It was pretty much loud in here and I don't think I can even hear myself. Clyde leaves the table all of a sudden.

some

I smiled at her.

and problematic these past few

"I'm okay."

"Are you sure?"

I nod. "Schoolwork."

there's this strong alcohol where I can get drunk and then this pain I'm feeling

yourself too much cos of

I nod.

and then I'm the last one. We talked about a lot of stuff while having the session

someone from behind me and I didn't care who it was as long as I'm dancing. My hands were raised to the ceiling and my eyes were shut close, I'm seeing

him but now I'm eating my own words. I'm in love with Nick and it's hard to go back from the beginning. Now it's hard to forget about

back to the table?" Tracy

still wanted

I nod anyways.

to my ear, "That guy right behind you

why did

looked like a

is a

Tracy laughs and agrees.

the table and I'm already sweating. We continued drinking the remaining alcohol inside our pitcher and I know for sure that I'm already getting drunk as hell.

crazy while you were dancing."

pointed to

"Yeah, someone keeps

it?"

know. I

usually calls me on Fridays or on the weekends. As soon as I got my phone

calls from

my eyes over my phone.

Savannah." Clyde

small glass and drank it all in one shot. I squint my eyes close as I feel the burning sensation running down my throat

need to use the bathroom."

you be alright alone?"

"Yeah." I answered.

from here Savannah and you'll find the

I nod. "Thanks."

trips to the bathroom makes me think that it's already taking too long compares to being completely sober. I feel myself walking wobbly and even though I try to walk straight, I can't. As

I'm really drunk now.

face is turning reddish. I leaned over the sink and I'm sure as hell that I could vomit now. I pulled my

I pressed call.

his phone was ringing. It was still ringing. And still ringing. I sigh

his deep voice, he sounded like I

Hell that was sexy.

"Savannah." He calls out.

it when he calls

you

I sigh.

huh? Don't tell me you're worried about where I am and what I'm doing cos I'm

He didn't answer.

about

you? Are you