Friday.

Finally, it was the end of another grueling week at University. It had been a terribly long Friday, having your lectures in Art History and Creative Writing, your brain felt completely drained. But at least you could go see Amanda Sterling at your usual "tutoring sessions", your girlfriend and your English Professor. Things were going to be alright, right?

Right.

You were practically skipping down the halls towards her office in the building, your bag slung over your shoulder as you slinked through those familiar hallways

It'd been so long since you two knew each other. So you never knocked. And maybe that would be the biggest mistake ever. Or was it a blessing in disguise?

Pushing open the door, your smile immediately falls from your face

What. The. Fuck

There your girlfriend was, trapped on the edge of her desk, eyes wide with some other bitch cozying up to her between her legs. That was your spot. Not hers

Immediately Amanda shoves the girl off and looks at you, her jaw hung open as she tried to pull together words to explain to you what you just saw. But you were too busy trying to wipe the tears from your face as you ran down the halls. The very one that you always loved to walk down