Instead of her falling to a tragic death Corey catches her. There’s a smile, and a look of lust in his eyes. His hands touch her softly as if she’s the most fragile being. He still wants her and that makes me angrier. I grab her from him the second she lands on her feet.
“What is your issue?” She yells over the beat of the music. I look at her with the most absurd expression. What’s wrong with me?
“What’s wrong with me? You not only ditched me, but you were dancing on top of that table like you secretly stripped for a living.” From her moves, I’m seriously wondering if she does. “We need to go, I have had enough bullshit for one evening.” I pull on her arm, but she pulls away giving me a sad face.
“I’m sorry Jenna. I didn’t mean to ditch you. God I’m such a bitchass friend.” She mumbles into my shirt, wrapping her arms around me. I’m not sure if she realizes it or not but bitchass is in fact not a word.
“It’s fine. I just want to go.” I look around anxiously for Rex. Being around him is hard. Harder than when we were in school together. Harder than I ever thought, what’s even worse is that it seems like through all of this mess he hasn’t learned his lesson. If anything he's learned how to be more manipulative even if it is for a good cause: to win me back.
Mimi lets out a whine. Great now I’m going to have to fight her to get out of here. “I was just starting to have fun though Jenna.” By fun I’m assuming she means take off her clothes, let men fondle her, and dance around this whole place. Clearly we have different ideas on what fun is.
“Can we please go? I have to tell you something, you'll understand once we get out of here.” I’m practically begging now. I want to tell her about my encounter with Rex but not in front of every club patron.
“Okay.” She responds as she reaches for her glass on the table. Not that she needs anymore to drink, hell neither of us do. Not that it matters now. Funny how fast you sober up when your ex shows up. She slips and slides as she lets go of the table.
Under any other circumstances I would laugh at someone walking like her but I can’t right now. I wrap my arm around her and balance her out as good as I can. It’s now the drunk leading the drunk. Fan-fucking-tastic.
“You guys are from Wisconsin, aren’t you supposed to be able to out drink everyone here?” Ryder asks eyebrows raised as if we haven’t met his expectations. I scowl at him, clearly not wanting him to get Mimi started. Of course Rex takes that moment to make his grand appearance.
“Rex!” Mimi yells. He looks at her as if she’s insane, and his eyes wander back to me and meet mine, but only for a brief second.
“When did you get here, Jenna is going to be sooooo piiissseeddd. Not that I blame her, you were a total A-double SS-HOLE.” I look away, not wanting to see his expression. Even though he hurt me like no one ever has, it still hurts me to see him in pain.
“Uh sweetheart Jenna is right here, I’m pretty sure they’ve already seen each other.” Corey says smugly.
What the fuck? When did we all become bffs, because I didn’t agree to go out with anyone but Mimi? “I don’t know who invited you all here, nor do I really give a shit but Mimi and I are going home. That means you all are going somewhere else. Where I don’t care.” I’m getting aggravated, now I understand why talking to those that are drunk is pointless.
“Uh oh, look who grew some balls.” For once, I don’t want to reach out and punch him in the face. He’s right I’ve gained a voice, and came to the conclusion that it was a new school, no rules, no rumors, and no parents. I was going to make the most of things, and that meant I needed to be able to handle my own. When I said I wouldn’t be bullied anymore, I meant it.