Dirty Dancing

Used

used: verb

exploit a person or situation for one's own advantage.

3 pm

Choking on the piece of pizza stuck in my throat, I ran around looking for some water.

'Are you okay?', Bree furrowed her brows.

'Yeah, totally, continue your story.', I said, in between coughs.

'You two... Had sex... When?', Mary questioned cautiously.

Giggling, Bree answered, 'I went to Kai's party on Thursday, we were all drinking and I got a phone call from him.'

Thursday? Isn't that when Nicholas took me out?

He called her then?

'What time?', I asked.

'Uh, I didn't really glance at the clock while riding his d**k, Rose.', Bree stated bluntly.

I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. I DONT CARE.

'I'm just asking because Kai c-called me to the party...?', I made up an excuse.

Well, I messed up again.

'HE WHAT?!', the three said together.

A little backstory on Kai... He's an asshole. We dated, but I broke up with him because I realised he was a fuckboy.

Caught him just before he cheated on me at one of those parties he keeps hosting.

Is it just me who attracts these type of men?

'Yeah, never mind, so Nicholas called you?'

The girls looked at me suspiciously as I asked.

'Yeah... Anyway, I told him to come to the party, we didn't really flirt or anything, but he made the first move and one thing led to another... He was really good, if that's what you're thinking, Rose.', Bree smugly said.

Oh, Bree, I know. And I also know now what it feels like to be used.

I'd be lying if I didn't feel hurt, but I was unable to show it to the girls. I don't want to tell them about Nicholas, it's shameful.

Especially after this.

9 pm

The girls returned to their respective homes. I slammed the door shut and went over to the bed. Sighing, I laid down on it staring up at the ceiling.

I ran my hands through my hair, annoyingly because I couldn't get my mind off Nicholas.

He's so different, that's what's luring everyone to him.

But you thought you were the only one... Wake up before you fall for him or something.

I pathetically laughed at my thoughts and reached for my phone.

yesterday 12pm

are you okay?

-jonathan

today 8am

rose?

-jonathan

6pm

I understand you might be keeping your distance from nicholas & i and i'm sorry about what happened yesterday, but there's a lot you need to know

-jungkook

I can deal with this another time.

I placed my phone on the bedside table and changed into my nightwear.

Listening to the faint pitter-patter of the rain outside, I closed all my windows, cursing at the unpredictable weather of the city.

12 am

The rain poured heavily now. Sound asleep in my bed, I heard the doorbell ring continuously.

*DING DONG*

Who the hell could be ringing the doorbell at this hour?

*DING DONG*

Groggily, I felt for my robe and slipped it on, bumping into boxes on the way to the front door.

*DING DONG*

Should I be carrying a knife? Is this the part where I die?

After frightening myself a bit, I ran to the kitchen and fumbled with the drawers.

Where did I keep the knives?

*DING DONG*

*DING DONG*

*DING DONG*

I got my hands on a fork and made it back to the door. My shaking hands twisted the knob until I finally peeked through.

Standing before my eyes was Nicholas, soaking wet from the rain, looking as pissed off as ever.