The Stages of a Broken Heart

23 year old Chelsea Maters is still in shock after her boyfriend for 5 years broke up with her on their 5th anniversary. Depressed and hurt, she moves out of town and lives with her older brother. There she meets a man who'll help her go through the stages of a broken heart. And slowly, without her full consent, she finds her self falling for that guy.... Is she ready to love again? Is she willing to take the risk? Will she live happily ever after or once again, suffer the pain of a broken-heart??


3. 1.2 Chelsea Goes Clubbing

 "Chelsea!!!!" Someone shouted from outside my door. And damn, whoever it is, it's trying to break my door.

  I stood up from my bed, pissed at whoever it was. I opened my door violently then I was about to shout when I saw who was in front of the door.

  "Sasha!!" I greeted her as we hugged each other.

  Sasha is Alice's older cousin, and one of my best friends too. She always told me Carrie's a bitch but I didn't believe her. Now I do.

  "I'm not gonna ask you how you are because I know. But I'm here to make you happy." Then she winked at me.
  "Nah. Sorry I'm straight." I joked.

  She giggled and hit me at the back of my head slightly. "I'm not talking about having sex with you, silly. Though you could possibly get laid tonight." Then she winked again.

  "Enough with the winking. And no, I'm not going to get laid. You know I'm not like that." I explained to her as I motioned her to come into my room. "What do you want?"

  "We're going clubbing!!!" She said excitedly.

  "I'm not going." I said.

  "Of course you are." She insisted.

  "What makes you think I'm going with you?" I asked her sarcastically.

  "Well because I say so. So get your pretty ass up and take a shower whole I look for your dress." She said. Then she headed to my closet and scanned it.

  "Clay won't let me." I said although that would be a lie.

  "Liar. He was the one who called me. He said he's going on a date with my pretty cousin, Alice." She explained.

  "Ugh!! Fine!" I stood up and did what she told me. Then I came out of the shower and saw her looking through my underwear drawer. She was holding them up.

  "Good thing I bought you these." She said, holding up a pair of bras. Which is more lace less bra. And a piece of fabric she calls thongs.

  "I will not wear that." I said, seriously.

  "Oh you will. Even if I had to dress you up myself, I will. Now you choose." She said. 

  "Fine fine!!" I said in submission. "Give me a minute."

  After putting them on, I asked her to hand me my dress. Good thing it was decent enough.

  She let my hair down and put some make up on me. I'm not really that girly girl so I know nothing about fashion. All of a sudden, Carrie's words repeated themselves in my head.

  'It's not my fault you're not pretty enough!'

  Maybe she's right. Maybe I'm not pretty enough or pretty at all.

  What am I thinking? I know, that once Sam figures out about her true colors, he'll come back to me. That's for sure. He will.

  He's just confused. We didn't break up. It's a cool off. We'll get back together.

  "We'll get back together." I whispered to myself.

  "No, honey. You won't. I won't let you."  Sasha said in a serious tone. "We're here to make you forget about him. He's not worth it. Move on."

  "I don't wanna cry. But you know that would be hard." I admitted to her.

  "Oh forget it. You're all set. Come on. Let's get going."

  She took me to an exclusive club downtown. Her boyfriend owns the place so no need to wait. We went straight inside and we were greeted by her boyfriend.

 The guy gave her a passionate kiss as soon as he saw her.

  Great. Make me jealous.

  "Oh, by the way, babe, this is my bestfriend, Chelsea. Chelsea, my boyfriend, Lucas." She introduced us.

  He said his quick greetings and then said his goodbye to Sasha. He said he had to go back to work.

  "Anyway, you're here to have fun, get drunk, and if possible, get laid. Let's enjoy!" She said.

  We went to the bar and she me some shots and then insisted for me to drink more.

  Me being a light drinker, I got dizzy after the 3rd shot. I told her I had to go to the ladies room.

  After freshening up, I got out of the restroom, still dizzy. I tried to look for Sasha but I couldn't find her anywhere. Then I was suddenly grabbed to the dance floor.

  "You wanna have fun tonight?" The guy asked me as he grind against me.

  "Let me go." I said trying to push him back. But he was too strong.

  "Don't play hard to get, baby. I know you want to." Then I felt his hand grab my behind.

  I tried to slap him but he caught my hand and squeezed my behind.

  "Pervert!" I shouted but the music was so loud that nobody heard me. He tried to kiss me but I stopped him. "Let me go!!"

  He gripped me tighter and inched his face closer to me. I closed my eyes because I couldn't do anything anymore. Then I felt someone pull me and suddenly the crowd quieted down. I opened my eyes and saw the guy who was trying to kiss me, lay on the floor unconscious. I looked up and saw a guy looking at me, concerned. Then he smiled.

  "Are you okay?" He asked me sweetly.

  My eyes raked on his features and damn. He's gorgeous. Green eyes, light brown hair, pink lips. Oh his lips were mesmerizing. He's perfect.

  "Miss?" He asked again. Then all of a sudden, darkness took over.

  *Guy's POV*

   Damn she fainted! What do I do?

  "Does anyone know this girl?" I asked. No one answered. "Anyone?" I asked again still no response.

  What do I do? I don't know where she lives. I don't even know her name!! I had no choice.

  I just hope she won't wake up in the morning thinking I took advantage of her.

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