Fake Dating My Ex’s Hockey Rival

Kimberly: It was something about the music that got me to my feet all over again. I could feel the beat pounding in my ears as I stifled the second round of tears that was begging to fall. Shit. I was not numb enough, I needed more alcohol. I stumbled over to the table I just left a few minutes ago, grabbing another shot and downing it, the burning liquid cascading down my throat as the flash of the text message hit me. " You not knowing he has another girlfriend is such a pitiful thing. It's best you stay away from him". A curt and simple message that sent my world crashing all over again on my head. " Ryan you f*****g slut!" I yelled at the top of my voice gripping onto the bar chairs for stability but it was fine, because no one could hear me above the loud music. Four years down the f*****g drain. " Sheesh red head. Easy there on the liquor" the bartender that I had planned to use as a rebound s*x mate in my drunken haze said with a small smirk on his face. I huffed. "You can't tell me what to do. You are not my mum" I said, tsking my way back into the dance floor. My steps felt unsteady as I fell back into rhythm with the crowd, body mingling with their wet ones, my arms flailing in the air as memories flashed before my eyes, the alcohol and the music doing nothing to ebb the pain away. I felt soft arms grab my waist and a voice whispered in my ears while pulling me out of the dance floor simultaneously. " That is enough okay? Enough dancing. Come have a seat. You have done enough" My best friend's voice said as she led my too-drunk-to-think self back to a corner of the club where the flashing lights were not as harsh and the music was just a background noise. My body shivered for the first time, the effect of the alcohol hitting me as I tapped gently on her chest. " You know what's crazy? I saw a future with that douche bag. I even imagined having a little girl for him even though I'm not still sure he wants kids" Even to me, my voice sounded slurred and unsure. Sad. She gently patted my head. " He is such an i***t and I'm sure he will be cowering in whatever cave idiots like to stay in, regretting why he did that to you" I sniffled, the tears I was trying to hold back slowly sliding down my s**t. Fuck me. " Four years, Sonia. We even planned to get into NYU together. I'm in sophomore year now but it was all because I wanted to be with him. Four f*****g years and I have to find out I'm the other woman through a random f*****g text from a random anonymous number?" Her pats grew more tender as my sobs raked my body, sending me into near convulsion. " He does not deserve you. Not him. You know me had a crooked smile too? You deserve someone who has a perfect smile" I burst into a small smile of my own despite my drunken self. Trust Sonia to pick out the fault in him just to make me feel good. " Sober up. I need to use the restroom. When I get back we have to leave okay? No buts. You have been here for hours and you have drank yourself shitless at this point" I muttered what could have been a word of disagreement but sounded like approval to me because I was so drunk. The moment she turned her back, I walked back to the bar, stumbling on drunken bodies and vomit that stank more than they should even in my drunken state. Ew. What the hell are they consuming? " One more drink" I slurred out, watching the hesitation in the bar tender's eyes before he poured the cup, saying something about being cautious. I downed what felt like my tenth shot and my eyes blurred. The ding of my phone brought me back to what could be classified as my senses and I struggled to pull up the phone. It was a message from the anonymous number but this time, it was a video. I hesitated before I hit play, the scene unfolding in my eyes. It was Ryan and a blonde haired girl I could have sworn I had seen him with twice or thrice. Even through the loud music, I could almost hear their moans that enamated from the video, his body pounding her with rhythm as though to mock me. The tears flooded my eyes again quickly, and I felt the second break down coming. I stared around the club for an exit, anything to leave this place and probably hang myself or something. But that was when I caught him. Ryan. What the heck? He just waltzed into the club, alive and well like he had not just shattered my heart to a million pieces and few minutes ago. Maybe it was the delusion of the hazy feeling that settled in my stomach, but I wiped my tears and picked myself up, legs wobbly as I walked towards that bastard. He had a small smile on his face when I walked over to him. I scoffed inwardly. Smiling? What the hell was funny?! I tapped him on the shoulder roughly. " Hey f**k face!" I yelled. He turned around, an expression of shock on his face but before he could process another thought from his stupid head, I let my hands go on his face, the slap deafening, shocking everyone around him. I could already feel the tears welling up all over again in my eyes as I pulled at his stupid hair, dragging his shirt. " What? The f*****g blonde is who I get cheated on with you useless piece of s**t! I don't deserve this s**t! I f*****g volunteer three days to the animal shelter close to my house! I'm a good person!" " Hey, calm down. Stop hitting me for a minute" he was trying to say, protecting his face but it only infuriated me. Stop hitting me? Did he think twice before shattering my f*****g heart with a jackhammer? Amidst the chaos, I heard the music at the club stop playing and everyone's attention now turned to me but frankly, I could not care less. If I was going home with a broken heart, he will best be leaving here with a broken nose. " Tell me! How long did it happen? Did you f**k her when I was gone to my parents house you son of a b***h?!" I paused. No wait. I love his mother. I should not be insulting her. My head spiralled as my blows grew more uncalculated and haphazard. Finally, I felt his hands grapple to mine, eyes piercing firmly through me as he attempted to pull me out of the club. No. Let the f**k go! I was trying to scream but it was all in my head. The room began to spin and so did his stupid face. I felt my vision blur once again and this time, I let myself succumb to the darkness and the arms of Ryan.