You got cheated on. By your boyfriend. Only 3 months together, but you were taken for a fool the whole time. Your friend sent you a picture of him in a nightclub, all over another girl. All over his girlfriend, real one, first one. You were hurt, angry, disappointed, but more than anything : ashamed. Ashamed that you believed him when he told you that you were the only one, that you were his.

You wanted to stop thinking about it, so you got drunk, but like, extremely drunk. So drunk that you ended up sitting on the ground at your place at 3 am. Your phone was in your hand with Ash's name on it, your ex, as you waited for him to pick up after 6 month without talking to him. Why am I even calling him ? you wondered. At the same time, you were drinking vodka from time to time from the bottle in your other hand.