HEARTBROKEN

LAWRENCE’S POV

I stomped out of Charley’s house and drove speedily away.

I had no idea where I was going to but I just drove because that was all I could do at that moment. That was all my wrenched heart could do.

I didn’t know how long I drove and honestly I didn’t care if only it would push away the images of what I just saw permanently out of my head.

But after what seemed like hours, I found myself in front of one of the night clubs I had visited in the past. Heartbroken then, I had come alone to it the first time Bianca had rejected my love and drank myself to stupor.

Despite myself, I couldn’t help but chuckle painfully. What are the odds that I find himself in front of the same club...same throbbing feeling in my heart, caused by the same person but for different reasons?

I unhooked my seatbelt and dragged myself into the club. The noise from the club drowned me in the moment I stepped in. My eyes darted the large hall filled with people dancing and drinking happily at one end