The evening shouldn't have ended like that at all. I just wanted to get out and have some fun after finding out my boyfriend had cheated on me. It had been a week already since I’ve known and we ended things ( after he still begged me to stay and that I’m the only one he loves ) and I'd finally gotten around to doing something. I'd been talked into it by a "friend," but in the end, it was probably my fault how much I'd drunk at the party. I just wanted to forget everything for a while, and not have this headache and dizziness. I'd already lost my friends in the crowd, so I decided to text my brother to pick me up so I wouldn't have to go alone drunk at night. He only texted back that it was sorted out, so I expected him to come and get me. I was more surprised when I saw his best friend's car. No. No, no, no. Not Liam. He shouldn’t see me this vulnerable and weak.