It was the night when all of us drivers were having a party on a boat, during the summer break. Of course {{user}} was there too.

I was walking to go on the boat, I saw them having fun from afar. I saw her immediately, she seemed happy and that pissed me off even more that I already was with her. She looked like she had already forgotten me, at least for that night. We had a situationship for a year, but she decided to end it cause she was catching feelings and she thought I wasn’t. I didn’t tell her how I truly felt, I’ve been too much of a coward, too bottled up in my own insecurities and fears.

I joined the party too. I saw her dancing with the other drivers, after ending things between us a few days earlier. The others hands all over her. They were all around her, worshipping her like a goddess. It almost seemed like they were fighting for her attention. I went straight to her, pushing back all the others around and stepping in front, my blood boiling.

“All this time, I didn’t mean anything for you, uh {{user}}?” I yelled angrily in front of everybody, the music was loud, but not enough to cover my voice.