This chapter is a POV story, shifting between Rita, Randy, Stephanie, Chris, and Ashley. I thought it would be a good idea to get into each of their minds after what happened at the party.
Hope you enjoy.
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RANDY
I couldn't believe what just happened. The night was going so good, and in the blink of an eye it turned to shit. It turned out Ashley had played us from the beginning and set me up to take the biggest fall imaginable, and she succeeded. The look Rita gave me as she left made me wanna die, I felt horrible. She looked as if she wanted nothing else to do with me, and that was something I couldn't have, I had to go after her, her and Stephanie, she was equally hurt too. I threw on my pants as fast as I could and ran down the stairs after them, still waking up from the effects of the alcohol trying to wear off. I got outside and saw our car gone, and another in its place, but Stephanie and Chris' car was still there, so I thought at least Stephanie was still there, so I went back into the house to look for her. I looked for her everywhere but couldn't find her, but it didn't stop me from looking. All of a sudden out of nowhere I hit a dizzy spell and leaned against whatever was around me at the time, and when it wore off Chris was standing in front of me holding a beer, the same beer that started this whole mess.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF BED MAN? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE TAKING IT EASY!" Chris yelled over the still blasting music, none of which sounded too pleasant at the moment.
"HEY MAN HAVE YOU SEEN RITA OR STEPHANIE?"
"LAST TIME I SAW THEM THEY WERE GOING UPSTAIRS TO CHECK ON YOU."
"FUCK! WE GOTTA GO, SOMETHING STUPIDLY FUCKED UP HAPPENED MAN."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT HAPPENED?"
"I'LL TELL YOU IN THE CAR, BUT WE GOTTA GO NOW."
We headed back to the front door and who would be standing there? The bitch herself. "HEY RANDY, LEAVING SO SOON?" Ashley grinned as she glared through me.
"FUCK YOU ASHLEY!" I screamed directly at her before I walked out the door.
"IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY YOU JUST TRIED TO," she yelled after me, laughing.
"What's she talking about?" Chris asked as we got to the car.
"Come on, I'll tell you everything, let's just go."
"I have a feeling I'm not gonna like the sound of this..."
"You're not, not even a little bit."
RITA
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS HE DOING? I CANT BELIEVE THIS!" I screamed as I drove down the street, maybe a little too fast, but with what I just saw, I really didn't care.
"I'm just as pissed as you are, I mean of all people, her? Fucking why!" Stephanie yelled.
"I don't even... I just don't... I can't... WHAT THE FUCK!"
"I'm not trying to make excuses for him or anything, but maybe he had too much to drink?"
"No, I was watching him, he didn't drink that much, he knew what he was doing!"
I sat there in silence for a minute, mostly out of anger of not knowing what to say next, but also because my throat was starting to tingle from yelling so much. It helped a little, but it also made me reflect on the actions that just took place not ten minutes ago, and it finally sunk in. Reality hit, Randy cheated on me, a phrase I never in a million years thought I would say, but he did, and the thought of it hit me so hard it brought me to tears.
"Oh my god, I can't believe this!" I said, tears flowing so frequent it was distorting my vision. "He cheated on me, on us! What am I gonna do?"
"I don't know, I never thought we would end up in this situation..."
Stephanie was interrupted by her phone ringing, which turned out to be Randy calling.
"He doesn't even call me! Leave us alone you cheating bastard!" I yelled.
She ignored the call and each one after that until he took the hint and stopped calling altogether. He was the last person I wanted to talk to at that moment. I hated this. Just as soon as the tears slowly started to stop, they were back in full force.
"I'm so sorry Rita, if I didn't see it with my own eyes I wouldn't have believed it. is there anything I can do, anything at all?"
"No, I just wanna go home, I want this night to be over."
RANDY
I filled Chris in on what happened, and he sat there as I gave him the whole rundown... the wig, the matching clothes, everything, and it sounded like he believed me, luckily.
"Man this is so fucked up, I don't know what to tell you..." Chris said.
"Imagine how I feel. I can't believe I let her trick me like that, I must be the dumbest person on the planet! Who gets tricked by fake hair, really?"
"Apparently you do, but you know they're not gonna look at it that way."
"I know, they're not even answering their phones, they're ignoring the calls immediately."
"Always a bad sign."
"I don't wanna think about it, I don't even wanna know what's going through their heads..."
"Unfortunately you don't have that luxury, you gotta fix this. Where are we going anyway?"
"Your house, Rita has to drop Stephanie off, if we get there in time we might catch them."
We drive to their house, a little faster than we should have, but it was for a good cause. For all the good it did, we didn't get there fast enough, Rita had dropped Stephanie off and was gone, and Stephanie was sitting on the porch with her arms crossed just as pissed as she could be.
"Well look who it is! If it isn't the biggest cheating scumbag in the world! Chris why did you give him a ride? You should have let his cheating ass walk home!" Stephanie said.
"Stephanie..."
"Don't try and defend him, you don't wanna be in the same boat he's in."
"Stephanie please, you can't honestly believe I'd do anything like that to either of you, not after everything we've been through," I pleaded.
"I know what I saw Randy, my eyes don't lie!"
"I was drunk, trust me, I swear I thought she was you."
"You seem pretty fine to me..."
"Something like that happens it's a major buzzkill."
"I thought you said you were drunk?"