Fake a Heartbreak
o14. Returning to the Scene
Lashawna's POV
Oh my fucking God, She didn't just do that! No way! I squeezed my eyes shut and my life came flooding back to me. I was Lashawna Lewis! I was a straight bitch from Ethiopia! Straight, not bi, not lesbian! I was walking down the cold street when the deal replayed in my head...
"How about I make you a deal, you try and fucking get that shit face to like ya, then you leave her on the school's upcoming prom."
I head forgotten all about me and Andre's deal. I sighed angrily at myself and quickly turned around to her house. I had to be home and hour ago so hopefully my guardian wouldn't notice. I threw my coat and dirty clothes onto her porch bench, opened the front door and went in. The sound of sobbing was coming from upstairs, echoing inside the nearly empty house. I could hear her heart wrenching cried and immediately felt guilty for hurting a fellow woman. I trudged upstairs, desperate to stop the cries.
Oh my fucking God, She didn't just do that! No way! I squeezed my eyes shut and my life came flooding back to me. I was Lashawna Lewis! I was a straight bitch from Ethiopia! Straight, not bi, not lesbian! I was walking down the cold street when the deal replayed in my head...
"How about I make you a deal, you try and fucking get that shit face to like ya, then you leave her on the school's upcoming prom."
I head forgotten all about me and Andre's deal. I sighed angrily at myself and quickly turned around to her house. I had to be home and hour ago so hopefully my guardian wouldn't notice. I threw my coat and dirty clothes onto her porch bench, opened the front door and went in. The sound of sobbing was coming from upstairs, echoing inside the nearly empty house. I could hear her heart wrenching cried and immediately felt guilty for hurting a fellow woman. I trudged upstairs, desperate to stop the cries.