broken

01. Lies

Tine's POV

I cried. And cried. Almost every single day.

To the point where I was on the verge of , hurting myself.

I didn't want to believe it, or care to even admit it and accept the truth. Everything around me was falling apart. I feel betrayed, shattered, mad, feel ashamed, confused, insecure, and all those negative emotions. But most of all,

I got lied to.

I got lied to the 3 people whom I loved the most in my life. The 2 who I still love even by now, and the other one,

who I used to love.

These 2 people who I believe would bring the best out of me, who I once believed that love can be beautiful, that love can give me hope to live a happy life, without being scared, insecure, pressured and making me believe that there's a chance for me out there somewhere. They gave me hope, inspiration, courage and faith.

And these people are no other than my parents.

I always think that my parents are the sweetest couple alive, the sweetest yet I've ever met. Well, they used to.

They were supportive to each other, to me. They were sweet and romantic and all those stuffs that I used to cringe to and make fun of.

I love them with all my heart, obviously because they're my parents, and I'm their only child. And I still do, love them, even when my world seem to shatter all by itself.

And I still do love them even when our world seem to shatter down. Completely.

Because I won't be the kind of kid who would hate my parents, be rude to them, no matter what happened to our family.

Because those 21 years of them taking care of me, is nothing to compare with their divorce 2 weeks ago.

But what can I say, I'm a human, and I'm their child, of course, I am, mad. And, it does hurt me very.I felt like this ominous dark shadow started to engulf in my life. It had started to tear my life apart. Inch by painfully inch.

The universe hated to see that I'm happy.

Fuck life I guess.

When I finally thought that things would be better, when I finally thought that I can have a fiancé of my own while I'm still young, and make my parents proud.

And live a happy family life.

In a split second, everything was turned upside down.

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When I was 17, I used to ask my mom when will I ever find my soulmate, the 'love of my life' I thought. And she said that the time will come. I believed in her.

And then eventually, I found the one,

Or so I thought I did.

Her name's Pear, I met her when I was 18, she was a new student who moved into my high school at senior year. I kind of fall in love with her. We had been together for 4 years.

I liked her, because she looked cute, petite, nice, kind, caring, and easy to love with. She was...unproblematic.

I believed that she can be the one who would give the dream of my life to become true. And it did, though.

But only for 4 years, of us, dating.

All because of lies. Lying about the things that they don't want to admit to. They lied about the truth, the reality of it. Or maybe lying because they just feel like it, lying because they wanted to use you, use me.

I had no idea, when, why, she started to use and lie to me.

And I feel like my mind would burst out of confusion. My mind kept on running around like a mad wheel, that I would die out of confusion.

I felt numb, by each passing day.

I would rather accept the bitter truth rather than being stabbed in the back and lied upon to in the end. I was hurt, so bad, maybe people would call me dramatic but I was heartbroken as hell. For 4 years was the longest out of all my exes I've been with.

Anyways, I guess, people don't truly, love me. They took advantage of me. For my kindness, for my wealth, for my heart and soul. I don't even know, if they were really physically attracted to me or not.

I was overwhelmed by my insecurities and self disgust for almost a month.

I shut myself out from people, even my friends. Honestly, they were really kind and helpful to me all the way.

But I had problems with myself, and I'm sorry to them.

I used to be the one who gave them life advices, and support them in times of their need. But look whose the hypocrite now. I guess I have to swallow all of those to myself now.

As their friend, they knew, about what has happened to me. My splendid problems. I didn't tell them, though.

But they knew.

My 'khun chic chic' nickname started to diminish from myself ever since then.

The label was still there, but I'm not.

I keep on cursing, feel disgusted with myself for thinking that I was a khun chic chic type of guy.

I mentally wanted to kill myself for being stupid.

Or rather I should be gone by now. I hope the grave would open up and swallow me whole.

And this thoughts have been running around me.

About the divorce, the betrayal.

And my rather fucked up life.

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Hiii humans how was this story going? 
Any idea what happened to Pear and Tine back then?? 😏 i just wanna hear your predictions to them 😁

And your thoughts on Tine's family?

Sorry if you hate me for putting Pear's character like that 😭😭 well obviously because I gave her character like that for some reason. 😘 i still love Pear in 2gtht aight

Sorry for late update shjshshshshs  (was busy with sch). See u on to the next chapter!!  Love yall 😚😚💞