“The Trip That Never Happened How Bethany Stopped Brooke From Going to New Orleans with Larry π± Full Story Below π
“The Trip That Never Happened How Bethany Stopped Brooke From Going to New Orleans with Larry π± Full Story Below π
The Trip That Never Happened: How Bethany Stopped Brooke From Going to New Orleans with Larry π±
It all started on a Tuesday afternoon—sun blazing, group chats buzzing, and plans being made faster than you could say "Bourbon Street." Brooke was hyped. New Orleans with Larry? A weekend of music, mystery, and maybe a little mischief. She had her suitcase halfway packed before the ink was even dry on the itinerary.
But then… Bethany found out.
And everything changed.
π΅️♀️The Text That Changed Everything
Bethany was scrolling mindlessly through Instagram when she saw it: Larry’s story. A boomerang of two plane tickets, clinking hurricane glasses, and the caption:
“NOLA bound w/ B π”
B?
Bethany's stomach dropped. Surely not Brooke?
She clicked the tag.
@brookethesavage.
"Oh, hell no."
πWhat Bethany Knew
Here’s the thing—Bethany knew something that Brooke didn’t.
Larry had a reputation. The kind of reputation that came with whispered warnings and “you didn’t hear it from me” disclaimers. Bethany had heard the stories. The overlapping timelines. The mysterious “cousins” who always seemed to show up in his photos. And that one night last spring when he "accidentally" texted Bethany instead of Becca.
Brooke didn’t see it. She was caught up in the idea of a spontaneous trip. Of jazz, voodoo shops, and beignets in bed.
Bethany had one mission now:
Stop that trip. No matter what.
☎️ The Call
Bethany called. No answer.
She texted. Delivered. No reply.
Finally, she did what any true friend would do:
She showed up.
Brooke’s door swung open to reveal her halfway through packing.
“You are not going,” Bethany said flatly.
Brooke blinked. “Excuse me?”
“With Larry? To New Orleans? Brooke. Be serious.”
π₯ The Argument
"What is your problem?" Brooke snapped.
"My problem is you're about to spend a weekend alone with a pathological liar and potential emotional scammer!"
Brooke rolled her eyes. "You don't know him like I do."
"And you don’t know what he said about Becca. Or what he tried to pull with Janelle last month. I’m telling you, Brooke, this trip isn’t about fun. It’s about control. He’s trying to isolate you.”
Brooke hesitated. That landed.
“Did you even tell anyone else you were going?”
“No…” Brooke muttered.
“Exactly. He wants you off the radar. That’s not romantic—it’s dangerous.”
π‘ The Receipt
Still skeptical, Brooke challenged Bethany: “You’re just jealous.”
Bethany didn’t flinch. Instead, she pulled out her phone and opened the screenshots.
One was a message Larry sent to another girl just last week:
“Can’t wait to do NOLA with you π”
Same dates. Same hotel.
Brooke’s face drained.
“You have got to be kidding me.”
π« The Cancelation
Within 15 minutes, Brooke’s suitcase was unpacked, and Larry’s number was blocked.
He texted. Then called.
Brooke didn’t answer.
Bethany didn’t let her.
The girls ordered Thai food, threw on a horror movie, and toasted with mocktails.
Brooke looked at Bethany and sighed.
“Okay… you were right.”
Bethany smirked. “I know.”
π Epilogue: No NOLA, No Regrets
Brooke didn’t make it to New Orleans that weekend—but she also didn’t end up crying on a balcony, blocked in six different ways, or ghosted somewhere near the French Quarter.
Instead, she stayed home, found clarity, and saw Larry for who he really was.
And Bethany?
Bethany didn’t just save the trip.
She saved her friend.
The Trip That Never Happened?
Oh, it was the best trip they never took.
Want a sequel? We could call it:
“Revenge Beignets: Brooke & Bethany Take NOLA (Without Larry)” π©π₯
Let me know π
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