My Unhealthy Obsession

Chapter 2

I felt like I had been drenched in cold water the moment I heard those words. 

Did I do something wrong?

is there someone else?

...Someone else? That thought made me feel an itch coming up my throat, like I needed to hit something- or someone. Maybe he's been cheating on me like I'm nothing to him!

"We should break up." 

"Is this a joke?" I said as I drank the hot chocolate, but all it did was add to the blazing heat I was feeling in my head. What if I pass out? God that would be so embarrassing...

Don't pass out, Don't pass out, Don't. FUCKING. PASS OUT!

"Look, I just feel like things have been different lately- WE have been different lately.." He continues to say, 

"We? You mean YOU'VE been acting different!" I scoff, this man can not be serious right now.

"All these past weeks you haven't been texting me, calling me, and we barely make plans! But I'M different? I just blamed it all on your work and I didn't wanna disturb you. But this is some bullshit." I say frustrated at this point.

Zak ran his hands across his face in exhaustion, He's seriously the one that's fed up and tired right now!? I've just been broken up with!

"Look, You're right I'm sorry, I just didn't feel it with you anymore.."

"That's a shitty fucking excuse Zak! And you know it. Just tell me the truth." I crossed my arms, my mouth has been twitching from me holding either my anger back or my tears. I probably look like a fucking mess.

"What truth? What are you talking about?" He continues on but I have a feeling, and that feeling is never wrong. I'm not going to ignore it any longer. If I'm being dumped, I need to know the truth.

"WHO HAVE YOU BEEN FUCKING ZAK!" I shout, I hate a lot of things, I sure as fuck am a negative person. Maybe I should just embrace who I am at this point since nothing is going my way.

By this point everyone stopped their conversation to look at us, It was a small café but there were quite a bit of people here. I looked Zak in his eyes as I waited for an answer, I could see guilt and anger forming. Good, I'm not the only one pissed.

"You don't know what you're talking about." He says through his teeth

"You can try and convince yourself that all you like but I know your horny ass Zak! If it wasn't me you was fucking then WHO WAS IT!" I'm full on shouting at him, trying to pressure him out to answer infront of these people. Who gives a fuck about making a scene. 

You think I came here to get broken up with?

"Okay fine! I fucked some other bitch, and what? nothing you could do about it now? You wanna cause this scene and get everyone watching, I CHEATED!" He shouted back. Fuck, I hate this now, go back, go back, go back, go back..

I feel my hands shake slightly as I held my hot chocolate. "What else do you wanna know huh? How good she was? How tall is she? What's her fucking name?" It was his turn to shout as I sat there dumbfounded. 

"How am I supposed to not cheat when you only ever let me hit once a fucking month! maybe even two! All you wanna do is talk talk, and cry. I don't fucking care!" Everyone can hear him embarrass me, fuck, fuck, fuck.

I wanna go home.

"You know what too?... I'd do it again too." He whispered the last part before getting drenched in chocolate milk. I was stood from my seat at this point, tears welled in my eyes and blurred my vision. 

"Fuck you, Zak." I managed to cough up, I saw he was about to reach his cup but I grabbed it before he did and threw the drink at him again. 

 "FUCK!" He's practically boiling right now. But I don't give a fuck anymore. I turned to look around and the people who were left averted their eyes quickly. I turn to walk out of the café when something gets a hold of my wrist.

"Coroline where are you going, you can't just do that and walk a-fucking-way!" He practically shouted but I slapped him in the face as I felt his hold on me tighten. As soon as he let go of me I left out the shop, the door bell dinging behind me as I walked in the rain.

I don't care at this point, I just need to get home, away from him and everybody else.

The rain masked the tears rolling down my cheeks uncontrollably as I speed walked.

11pm

It's been an hour since I've gotten home and all I've done was cry. Cried when I got in, cried when I was in the shower, cried while i looked for food, and now I'm crying in bed. 

In all honesty, I hope he burns. 

Maybe I'll do it myself, how hard is it to light a person on fire? 

Prison life can't be that bad. 

Just one murderous thought after the other in the middle of insecurity thoughts. I am going crazy.

Is it possible that he drove me to the edge? Am I going to become one of those women serial killers who only targeted men who resembled their ex? Fuck, I am aren't I?

I lay in my bed , Netflix playing on my Tv as I ate out of a pickle jar. When I hear my phone ring, maybe it's Zak! I quickly grab my phone and see it's a call from work. God I can't believe I was excited to see Zaks name pop up on my screen, I'm hopeless. 

I answer the call lazily and put it on speaker as I sat my phone on my lap. "Hello?" I sniffed, and cleared my through before answering. 

"Hello Miss Gomes, I'm calling from-"

"Yeah I know where you're calling from, I'm sorry but I have things to be doing so can we rush things a bit?" Lies. 

"Ah yes sorry, well I'm here to inform you that you've been promoted!" They say in a very sarcastic yet enthusiastic voice, how does that even work?

I laugh awkwardly into the phone as I'm unsure what to say, usually promotions are either emailed to me or just told to me when I enter the office by some old guy with a receding hairline.

"Would you like to know what position you've been promoted to?" They ask after an awkward silence. "Erm, yeah, right sorry."

"Well from starting tomorrow you will be the personal assistant to CEO Enzo Silva, Be sure to come at least an hour earlier than normal work time to pack your things and move them to the top floor where you will then be taking orders directly from the CEO himself. We are sure you are the right person for this job as you've been showing remarkable progress since you've started here! The man at the receptionist will be sure to tell you where your office is, which is directly next to the CEO's since we wouldn't want any miscommunications or confusions with planning and status. Your pay will rise up 10 times more than what your usual pay is. Well done Miss Gomes!" 

Well fucking damn.