It's a week before prom and I still haven't broken up with Sean. What am I going to do?
He has no idea I know he made out with some girl. Today, though, I have to go eat out with him. He told me to dress fancy, though. I just put on a blue satin dress, white heels, and a white handbag.
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"You look beautiful tonight," Sean touches my thigh.
I start to pray that we're almost at the restaurant.
10 minutes later, we arrive.
The place is very fancy. As we go up to get our table, he starts to act fidgety.
"What's wrong, babe?" I hold his hand.
He just scoffs and lets go of my hand.
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We get escorted to our table and he's still treating me funny.
"Sean, what's your problem?" I ask.
"What's wrong with you?" He finally replies.
"Me?! You've been treating me funny since like a month ago!" I whisper yell.
"Just shut up, Aubrey," he warns.
"Hello, how are you guys doing today? My name is Justin," he smiles.
"Hi, we're doing fine," Sean answers for me.
"Great. Any drinks?" he pulls out his notepad.
"Water, please," I say.
"Lemonade," Sean's says.
"Okay, I'll be back with your drinks," I feel Justin touch my shoulder.
Sean notices.
"Were you flirting with him?" he seems upset.
"No, babe. It was probably on a accident," I roll my eyes.
"I'm tired-" he sees Justin coming back with our drinks.
He puts them down for us.
"You know... you look really good in that dress," Justin winks.
"Thank you," I start to blush.
I feel Sean grab my arm and pull me out of the restaurant.
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I was facing hell when we ended up at his house.
"Are you like a slut or something?" he asks.
"Excuse me, what are you so jealous for?" I raise my voice.
"You're so lucky- I don't want to date a slut. You're so lucky I won't slap you across this room right now," he struggles to say.
"I bet you would-" I feel a sting across my face.
"That's what sluts get. Go in my room with that crying mess, too," he yells.
I run to his room and immediately go on my phone. I text Ruel to come get me.
I hear loud banging on the door, why did I have to bring him into this?