The one next door

" GET THE FUCK OUT!" I screamed. "FINE!",he yelled back. He stormed out if the room. He slammed the door behind him.

I thought he broke the door of the hinges. He slammed the door so hard and fast that I could feel the gust of wind push me back as I sat on the bed.

I could feel it. It was going to happen. I was going to cry. I could just feel me ready to burst,and then it started. Tears left and right. 2-3 tears from each eye.

It felt as if a fast flowing river was in my face. He was my everything,my only. Shawn. That was his name. He was perfect. And I couldn't get enough of him. He was the reason I smiled. Until he did it.

We were dating for a year and on our anniversary his phone rand and he told me to answer. I did,and it was a lady. "Hey BITCH!", she said. That was her first sentence.