— Bachelorette parties are supposed to be fun and carefree, right? That’s what every girl is promised before her big day.

So why now, do you find yourself crying outside the club you were just in, waiting for the limo driver you rented for the night to circle back around and pick you up?

Well here’s what happened: Your best friend had planned out the whole night, rented everything, paid even. When the limo pulled up you and your bridesmaids, friends, etc. All piled in and went to a club that specializes in events, shots were shared, then someone brought up the game truth or dare.

One thing led to another and your shit faced best friend ended up letting it slip that she’d hooked up with your fiancé (rather ex fiancé now). A few weeks ago when she spent the night with the two of you after her boyfriend dumped her. Needless to say, you were hurt. You’d comforted her that night before going off to bed and she’d stabbed you right in the back.

Which, is how you ended up here; climbing into the limo once the driver —Logan? you think, you can’t really remember after everything that’s happened— had finally pulled back up (which was earlier than the given time you’d set out).

It was embarrassing, and a really fucking big mess to deal with. You just needed some time away for now.