"Brayden, what have you done?" she cried out. She walked in a little further, and looked around, tears filling her eyes. Her legs began shaking, her hands formed into fists, and her face began to burn, seeing what he had done to the apartment, and with who was all inside.
Brayden was sprawled out on the couch, passed out, and slowly opened his eyes when he heard Victoria's voice, looked at her, and smirked "Hi Hun." he slurred. He adjusted his eyes as he sat up, and looked down at the floor oops... he muttered under his breath. Realizing what he had done, he quickly stood up, holding his hands out, nearly falling over as he stood up, tripping on his own two feet as he walked over to her "Before you say anything, nothing happened... I swear."
"What do you mean nothing happened? They're fucking naked!" Her heart was racing, her entire body was shaking, and she couldn't stop staring at the girls that were lying naked on the ground, asleep next to his friends. She walked over to the girls, and began nudging them with her foot "Get up!"
Brayden knew it didn't look good, and didn't blame her for being upset. He placed his hand on her shoulder, and spun her to face him "Victoria, I swear I didn't do anything." He stepped back, and held his arms out "Please, you've got to believe me... I'm fully dressed, can't you see?"
"I don't give a shit if you're dressed, look what's on the floor!" She didn't care how much he begged for her to believe him, it was the last straw, and she was done. She dropped down on the couch, and lowered her face in her hands "I'm done... we're over."
Brayden stood still, ran his hands through his hair, and closed his eyes after hearing her tell him they were over. He may be drunk, but it still pulled at his heart hearing her say they were over, and didn't want a misunderstanding to break them apart. He lowered his head, shaking it "Please, don't do this." he begged softly "This is all Tucker, and Kent's doing, I can honestly say I didn't have anything to do with those girls coming over."
"I don't care whose fault it is, the fact of the matter is, there are three naked girls passed out on my floor. You may, or may not have had anything to do with it, but the fact is, you allowed it to happen. This is our place, not theirs... I have been busting my ass for months, and you don't give a shit. I have asked you numerous times to go out and get a job, but you're too busy getting drunk, and playing your stupid video games every day with your friends... our neighbor even stopped me this morning, complaining to me about what has been going on here every day..." she stopped talking and looked around, waving her arm "Look at this place! It's a fucking disaster... how is it fair to me to clean up after you? There's toilet paper scattered everywhere, beer cans all over, empty liquor bottles on the table, as well as, drunk and passed out people on our floor."
He sat down next to her, and wrapped his arm around her, hoping he can get her to reconsider "I'll clean it all up, I promise."
"No... you know, tonight I came home to give you an ultimatum, to find a job, or for you to move out..." She moved out of his grip, and stood up. Her heart started to break for what she was about to say, and turned around, looking at him "But after the day that I've had, and to come home to see this, I don't think there is anything that can be fixed. I'm done... we're done."
She quickly left the room, and headed to the bedroom. She had a feeling today was going to be bad, but not this bad. She stood with her back against her bedroom door, wiping away the tears that were forming, debating if she should leave or not. Brayden banged on the door, begging for her to let him in so they could talk, which only upset her more.
She stepped away from the door, and over to her closet, looking for clothes to wear the next day. Finding what she wanted, she grabbed a duffle bag, packed, and headed out of the bedroom. Brayden was sitting on the couching leaning down, trying to wake his friends when he looked up and saw Victoria moving fast towards the door, he jumped up, ran over to her, and blocked her from leaving. "I beg you, please don't leave..."

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After Hours
RomanceVictoria, a 26 year old medical billing and coding specialist, has had enough with her current position in life. Her boyfriend of six years hasn't been contributing to their relationship, and hasn't worked in months. Every day she comes home from wo...