“What are you doing with my date?” I glance at a woman in her twenties with bleach blonde hair and green eyes that would normally be pretty, but tonight has caked on makeup on them.
She looks like a w***e he picked up on a street corner and that makes this all feel even worse by the minute. If that is the type of woman he usually hangs around, I might have to get checked at the doctors on Monday. Who knows what kinds of diseases I may have contracted by sleeping with him?
Trying to find a way out of here before this whole thing escalates, I look past Amanda and then see a back exit to the alley. “Come on.” I yell at Amanda, who in turn takes my hand and we head towards the door.
Hearing her behind me starting to yell, I try to ignore it the best that I can until I feel a hand on my shou
