Chelsea
Kevin and I agreed to come to the dance club since all our friends were coming out tonight. At first, it sounded like a wonderful idea since Kevin, and I haven’t left our bubble for a while. Lately, we have been inside our house or out on the beach every day and have distanced ourselves from everybody.
But at the moment, I regret coming as I stand in the bathroom stall, listening to this b***h Jessica run her f*****g lips about Kevin.
While standing here quietly, I peek out the crack and watch her and her group of friends talk s**t, “I still cannot believe Chelsea fell for his lies. Kevin was just in my bed last week.” No, Jessica has to be lying. Kevin and I’ve been together for a month, and if that’s true, then he cheated on me.
The only time Kevin leaves our house is in the
