Was I Not Good Enough?

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That night I had found Sabrina cheating, but I decided not to say anything in case it was a misunderstanding. Of course, she had been acting strange the past few weeks, but she had just survived a suicide attempt. Of course, I was naive. "Sabrina! Are you here?" She was sleeping on the bed in our bedroom. "You about gave me a heart attack for a second time..." I walked into the living room to watch one of my favorite shows. "...And that's why our voices get high when we breath in helium!" I was skeptical of the news being truthful, but what did I know? "I'm going out for a quick walk John!" I usually didn't mind, but I was worried, after all, she was a beautiful woman walking down the street, with no defense. There was a high possibility she would be raped. But I let her go anyway. "Ok! Just be home before 8:00!" Which was only ten minutes ahead. I heard the back door close, and her footsteps walking away. "Finally, we have some time alone." I hear the muffled voice of my girlfriend say. I thought she was talking to herself, so I turned up the T.V. and looked out the window. Only to find Sabrina kissing a random guy. I course, my blood boiled, but like I said, it could've been a misunderstanding. I was wrong. She also slept with him the day after, and the day after that, and so on. I only know this because of the moans coming from my bedroom. "Yess!! Oh my god!! It feels better than when my boyfriend does this!!" I eventually confronted them, and found them doing it on my bed. "Everybody out now!!" I was pissed, only because my girlfriend didn't break up with me before hand. She also didn't try to hide what she had done. "Fine, but you don't get my sweet body!" I didn't care about this anymore. "I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR BODY!!" They both left me alone in my house. I texted Sabrina to come get her things, because she was not living with me any longer. She came the next day and took her things. "Hope you have fun with your new boyfriend!"

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