Trust me

Broken and Alone ❦

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I moan, rolling over and burying my face in my pillow to shield my eyes from the too-bright sunshine streaming in through the window above my bed. Today was going to be the worst day ever.

I kick the covers off my clammy body and just lay there, staring at the white ceiling fan above me head, which is spinning so fast it makes a loud whirling sound. It's barely ten o'clock in the morning but I already feel tired, my head hurting like crazy. It was only a week ago since I had last seen Reuben, but it feels like an eternity.

It's not like it my fault that we hadn't seen each other in so long, considering the fact that he was the one who said we needed space. But even then, I was the one to turn him down. I wasn't ready for a relationship, and he probably didn't even like me.

I just want to lie on my bed all day and stare at the ceiling and try to ignore the heat of the sun, but I force myself to sit up anyway.

I check my phone, but as always there are no messages. The only person in my life right now is Reuben, and even he had left.

Slipping fully out of bed, I force myself to throw some clothes on. I already know I don't have any food in the kitchen, which means I'm going to have to go buy some from the grocery store.

I'll take a drive or something, I think. I slide on some old flip-flops, grab my purse and run downstairs, immediately excited about the idea. I can drive to some lovely air-conditioned café before I go grocery shopping. Yes, that sounds perfect.

Filling up a water bottle from the tap, I grab my car keys off the dining room table where I left them when I got home yesterday and race down to the front door of the car. Its even hotter outside than it is in my apartment and I let out a sigh of relief as I turn on the car and put the air-conditioning on full blast.

I look up and down the street for something good while driving, until my eyes finally land on a small coffee shop across the street. I can get some pretty good food there.

I manage to park my car around the corner from the shop, before hopping out and heading towards the café. Surprisingly, even with my drowsy mood this week, I'm rather excited.

Thankfully, there isn't a line when I get inside the shop. I walk right up to the front counter.

"Hello miss, what can I get for you today?" The cashier says with an over-dramatic smile.

I take a glance at the menu hanging on the wall behind her, scanning it until my eyes land on the words 'Caesar salad'. Even though I didn't eat, I might as well give it a try. It was healthy, at least.

"Um, a Caesar salad and an apple juice, please." I say.

"That'll be five dollars and fifty cents." Says the cashier, punching a few buttons on the cash register.

Finally when she's finished she hands me my food, a small smile planted on her lips. I return it before searching the restaurant for somewhere to sit. Even though there was no line, all the seats were packed with hundreds of people.

Finally I find a spear seat at the very back corner. I smile slightly as I head towards it, a bounce in my step. The smell of the food has seemed to lighten up my mood, even if this is the first time eating in ages.

Just as I'm about to sit down, I turn around to scan the restaurant one last time. I don't know why I do, but just as I'm sitting down I spot something. At first, I think my eyes are deceiving me, that I'm just imagining the whole thing, but as I look closer I realize that my suspicions are proven correct. Sitting on the table opposite from me, is a brown haired boy with the most gorgeous blue eyes. At first, a smile creeps to my face. I hadn't seen him in ages. But as soon as I see who's sitting in front of him, my heart drops.

Sitting directly across from him, is a dark haired girl with hazel eyes. This normally wouldn't affect me. But Reuben had showed me a picture of this girl before, and I know exactly whom she is. She's the girl that broke his heart. She's his ex-girlfriend.

I watch in shock, but quickly snap myself out of it. They were probably just talking about there problems, and then parting ways forever. Nothing serious. But its only when they both lean in, and their lips connect, that I cant move. He told me he loved me. How can he be kissing another girl if he loved me only a week ago? He was a player just like everyone else.

I dropped my food in shock, the plate hitting the ground with a loud crash. But I didn't care. I was heart broken once again.

Suddenly tears were falling down my cheeks and onto the floor like a waterfall, and I couldn't control it. And then I'm running, running as fast as I can out of the restaurant. I cant bare to see them eating each others face like that in front of me.

I remember when he told me he loved me; the honesty in his eyes and voice. But he was lying like the rest. He didn't love me; he just loved the idea of me. And now he didn't even care.