Try Sleeping With a Broken Heart

ASIA

When I caught on to Elle and Jay staring at each other, I honestly didn’t think anything of it other than the fact it was love at first sight. Elle wrapped up her show as normal before snatching up my arm and dragging me back into her office. “Why would you bring him here, Asia?” She hissed once I shut the door behind me. “How could you do this to me?”

“Elle... what are you talking about?” I asked confused, and she broke down in tears.

“You-” she tried to calm herself by taking a deep breath. “I- I can't breathe... get me the f**k out of this dress!” She screamed and she fiddled with the tie behind her. 

I immediately rushed over to her and untied the corset, allowing the dress to fall to the ground and left Elle standing there in her bra and panties. Yanking the PINK cardigan from off the hook on the door, I handed it to her. “Don't cry Elle, it’s your big day... what can I do...?”

After catching her breathe, she looked up at me slowly. “You’ve done enough...”

“Bu-”

“Get out.”

“Elle-”

“Just GET OUT ASIA! Dammit!”

I had to bite my lip to keep from cursing her the f**k out, instead I did as she asked and bowed out of the room quietly. Back in the main room, most of the chairs had been put away and people were now mingling and snacking on food and cupcakes. I spotted Mia hovering by the cupcake bar but as I made my way over to her, I caught Jay glaring at me from the bar. “What’s going on bro...?” I asked as I took the empty seat beside him.

“Why didn’t you tell me you knew her?” He snapped at her. “Is that why you invited me here?”

“Damn you too?” I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “Can someone please explain to me what the f**k is going on?”

“So, you tellin me you didn’t know?” He searched my eyes for hints of deceit.

“Know WHAT?”

“I didn’t wanna meet her like this...” I frowned at me before signaling the bartender over to pour him another glass.

“He’s had enough thank you,” I waved him off just as the crowd broke out in another applause and we turned to see Elle who had re-entered the room and was now greeting her guests. Then it dawned on me, “you slept with Chanelle?”

Jay scoffed, “you could say that?”

“When the f**k was this and where the f**k was I?”

“It was before I met you...”

“Wait...” My eyes widened. “She’s the girl from Brooklyn?” How could I have missed this? Though neither of them dropped names, it made sense now when you added their stories up. “Dammit” I muttered to myself once I realized I had f****d up.