My Own Downfall

*time skip* 2 days later
Today is the bachelor and bachelorette parties. I went outside to make sure the pool water was warm. I sent messages out to everyone to tell them to wear their swimsuits because I wanted to swim. I set out fruit and vegetable trays along with other cakes and crap. I couldn't wait. I get to swim, I get to eat junk, and I get to get married tomorrow. Then Rhea, and a few of Rheas friends showed up. "Scarlet, this is Shayna and Jenna. Jenna and Shayna this is Scarlet. She is the one getting married." Rhea said and smiled brightly. Jenna came up to me and smiled. "Oh my..your so beautiful. It is so rad your getting married to Andy. We can be friends!" She said. I smiled. "Yeah, I guess we can be friends." Then Jenna grabbed me by my arm and led me over by one of the pool chairs. "Watch out for Shayna. I hate her guts. If she even has any." She said and crossed her arms. "Why?" I asked. "Umm well I had this boyfriend that I dated for like four years. When I became friends with Shayna, she kept flirting with him. Then I caught her kissing him. He kind of told me that they did other things too....behind my back." She said. "Oh..." I said. "Yeah. I heard there were a few bumps in the road between you and Andy's relationship though. I hope you guys stay together forever because you guys are like THE CUTEST couple." She said and winked then she jumped into the pool. I liked Jenna. She seems all happy go lucky. I have a feeling I'm not going to like Shayna though. She seems like the long lost sister of Juliet..
Andy's P.O.V
We pulled up at the Boulevard3 and the lights were really awesome. Ashley went in first and I heard a lot of partying. We reserved the place for the rest of the day. But people must have conned their way onto the list. Whatever..
A few minutes later, I was sitting at the bar. "Need something pal?" The bartender asked. "Yeah, I'll take a shot of tequila." He said. "You need a strong one? You look like you could use it." He said and grabbed a shot glass. "Is it that obvious?" I asked. "Sorta. Most people get drunk and make out with people here. You look like you're getting married or getting a divorce." He said. "Getting married is right. I love the girl. I love her with every section of my heart. But there is a certain person that keeps messing up my emotions." I said. "May I ask what people your talking about?" He asked and set my tequila on the bar table. "I'm Ross by the way." Ross said. "Well Ross. You sure you're ready to hear my fucked up love story?" I said with a smile. "Sure. I mean what the hell else am I supposed to do. Not many people her to bar tend right now." He said. "Alright. Well I'm getting married to a girl named Scarlet. And we have had our ups and downs like what happened with my ex-girlfriend Juliet. Juliet conned me into kissing her and then Scarlet got pissed. We got over it, now we are getting married and Juliet just keeps coming to my mind and I can't figure out why." I said and put my head down on the table. "Man, you got some problems." Ross said and laughed. "Yeah I know." I said and drank the rest of my tequila.
Juliet's P.OV
I turned on my laptop and searched for the BVB website so I could find some information on his wedding. I scrolled through a bunch of posts from girls with pity stories like fucking Scarlet and then I found a post from Jinxx. It read:
Can't wait to have a bachelor party with my man Andy! Even better, I love partying with my man Andy at Boulevard3!
I know where that is. I smiled at my own cleverness and shut my laptop down. "Well Scarlet, you should have never taken Andy away from me." I said out loud and grabbed my purse. I ran into my bathroom and grabbed out my eyeliner I applied like Scarlet normally would. Trust me, I know all about Scarlet.. I've only researched her on the Internet like 10 times. Then I threw on some ripped jeans and a BVB shirt like Scarlet would do. After that I left. I got in my car and headed toward the first cosmetic store I could think of. Sally's Cosmetics. I threw some sunglasses on and walked in. I went up to the cashier and flashed her my best smile. "Do you think you could help me find a bright red straight haired wig?" I asked. "Sure...but you don't look like you need a wig." The girl said with a confused look. My smile dropped and I gave her a glare. "It's for an umm....play!" I said and tapped my nails on the front desk. She gave me a 'whatever look.' And guided me towards the wig aisle. "Would this work?" She asked. She pointed out a dark red wig that was shaped sort of like Scarlet's but not the color. "No, it's way too dark." I said with a sneer. She breathed heavily and went down the aisle some more. I saw a bright red wig on the very top shelf and gasped. It looked just perfect. I pointed to it. "That one." I said. "Umm okay. Who are you playing in the play?" She asked. "It's none of your concern." I said. She shrugged and got down the wig. I bought it and left. In my car, I adjusted the wig until it was situated right. I didn't look exactly like Scarlet, but hopefully he will get drunk and won't notice.
I waited until 5:30 because I know that when Andy went to parties in the day, he was usually drunk by 5:30. I pulled into the Boulevard3 and strutted in. I searched around looking for one of the guys. Better yet, I found them all sitting the bar drinking. There were shot glasses and beer bottles all around them. Andy turned and looked at me. "Hey babe..." Andy slurred. "Hey sexy." I said. "Why aren't you at the party..and does she look a little different to you guys?" He said slurring his words even worse. "Oh boo, you're just severely drunk." I said and then sat in his lap. He rubbed his hands around my hips. "Why happened to your hips? Did you like shave them down to bone?" He slurred. Now at that comment I was offended. I don't have bony hips. So what if Scarlet has nice hips I shouldn't care because what I was going to do was going to ruin anything and everything to do between my Andy and that bitch Scarlet.

Notes

Questsl comments, concerns? XD One more chapter and then an epilogue! ~Mercedes