Megan's point of view.
*15 Minutes Later*
The cab stopped outside Brett's apartment, I quickly hopped out and paid the driver, before dashing towards the apartment.
I reached for my key in my bag and was about opening the door, but stopped when I realized it wasn't locked. I pushed it open and walked in, but my frowned deepened when I heard a loud moan coming from the direction of his room.
Did Brett's friend bring his girlfriend home? But if he did, why is he banging her in Brett's room?
I raced towards Brett's room, then stopped abruptly immediately I pushed the door open, and my mouth fell open in shock.
Brett?
A naked lady's sat on top of his, while his dîck kept thrusting very fast into her.
".. yes, yes, yes, yes, fuçk me harder, fuçk me harder please" she moaned.
He grabbed her áss and increased his pace, spanking her already red áss every now and then.
Tears brimmed my eyes, but I balled my fist and blinked them away -i'm not gonna cry or he's gonna know I'm hurt.
"Holy shît!" Brett moaned. "Your pûssy's better than that bitçh's!"
Her pûssy is better than that bitçh?
Who's the bitçh? Me?!
His words spurred the anger I was trying to bury, I lunged at his bimbo, grabbed her shoulder and carelessly pushed her off him, making her head hit the frame of the bed.
"Bitçh, I was about to cum!" he snapped angrily.
"I'll show what bitchès do" with that I landed a resounding slap on his face.
"Fuçk, you..."
He made to pounce at me, but his words stuck in his throat when be realized it's me, and he sat back on the bed.
"Hey, you bitçh, you can't just come in here and slap my man!" his bimbo growled.
Her man? She think he's gonna stick to her pûssy because he said she's good?!
She doesn't know he's only saying that because he's banging her.
I narrowed my eyes at Brett as she spat those words, but he was avoiding my eyes at all cost.
"Are you gonna keep your dog in check?" I asked him through gritted teeth.
Brett quickly grabbed his bimbo's arm and tried to make her sit down quietly, but she shrugged him off.
"Don't tell me you're scared of this ancient..."
Her words were left unfinished as I gave her mouth a slap, then grabbed her right hand and twisted it until I heard a crack, then I let it go when she howled painfully.
"W-what are you?!" she asked in a frightened tone.
I smirked victoriously and faced Brett who flinched back slightly, but I grabbed his shoulder and make him look me in the eyeballs.
"Tell you what"
"W-what?" he stuttered.
"Screw you and your plastic bimbo" that being said, I landed a punch on his nose and stormed out.
••••••••••••
Stella's point of view.
"I've really missed you, Jimmy" I said as I stared at Jimmy's face, I still can't believe he's sitting right next to me.
Oh, we couldn't find fifty shades darker, so we just decided to talk about things we've done in the past.
"Me too" he reached for my hand, then pulled me onto his laps. "I couldn't continue missing you, that's why I jumped at this opportunity to come back to you" he kissed my knuckles.
Opportunity? Didn't he just told me he was lucky and got released with some other prisoners? What opportunity is he talking about then?
"Aren't you gonna give me a proper welcoming party?" he asked.
"Like?"
"Hmmm"
My brows furrowed slightly.
"Hmmm?" I chuckled. "You don't even know what you need?"
"I know"
"Then tell me what you need and I'll get it for you"
He nodded before grabbing my boobs and began squeezing them. I instantly understand the message he's trying to pass.
"It's been long since we last banged each other" he whispered in my ear.
"Then what are we waiting for?"
His lips crashed on mine, but before he could proceed to deepening the kiss, the door suddenly burst open and Megan barged in.
"He's a jèrk, he's a real jèrk!" she grumbled as tears flowed down her cheeks.
I hopped off Jimmy's laps and rushed to her, but I heard him (Jimmy) cursing underneath his breath, as though Megan's just ruined our moment -wait, is there even anything like our moment?
"What's wrong, Meg? Why are you crying? Did something happen at Brett's?" I asked in concern.
"He's a jèrk, Ella" she cried.
"Who's he? Brett?"
She nodded.
"What did he do?" I asked, even though I kinda have an idea what's going on.
"You're right, Ella.." she hiccuped. "Relationship is a shitty game" then she hugged me and continued crying on my shoulder.
"The bastàrd cheated on you?" I growled.
She couldn't speak, but nod. I sighed, and balled my fists angrily.
"Give me his name and I'll kill him for you" Jimmy said.
Megan stopped crying at once and we both gave him a strange look.
"Jimmy!" I called him warningly.
He raised his hands up and chuckled lightly. "I was joking" he said.
"Better" I glared at him briefly, then faced Megan. "What are you gonna do now? You want us to beat his bimbo up?" I asked her.
"Nope, I already took care of them" she smirked victoriously.
"Ow!"
I can only imagine the pains Brett and his bimbo are going through right now -I forgot to tell you guys, Megan knows Kung Fu.
"I wanna go wild" she said.
"Wild?"
"Yes, I wanna experience your lifestyle, Ella"
I blinked rapidly.
Did I heard her correctly? Is this how heartbreaks work?
"Let's go clubbing tonight"
"I..."
"Don't" she placed a finger on my lips. "Don't say no" she pouted.
I stared at her, with a conflicted expression, I mean Megan's a good girl and one nightstands isn't something I want for her.. but since she's heartbroken I can't directly deny her request.
"Please, Ella, just tonight" she pleaded.
Well, we can just go to the club, and I'll let her drink until she's wasted, then bring her back home.. she's too good for one nightstands.
I sighed deeply. "Fine" I agreed.