Run, run, run! My body was urging me profusely. I couldn't move, my throat was closing up. To appease its irritation, I tried swallowing some saliva but I was experiencing cotton-mouth. I could feel my heartbeat beating against my ribcage ready to pop out of my chest. The tears were already halfway down my face, but nobody would know because of the rain. Pouring down in its sweet innocent gestures of sadness. Getting out of my car looking up at his window, two bodies moving in complete sync with each other in the window light like they have done this before. I should have known, the distance that he put between us, the lack of contact, the "I am busy" texts. But even though it was happening in front of my eyes, I didn't want to believe it, I couldn't believe it. The acts that were preceding in front of me were vile and abhorrent. I could deny it no longer, his brown eyes made their way out his window to my green ones. He immediately came to his senses pulling his mouth away from the blonde bimbo he was holding for the night. "That should have been me." I thought to myself. His eyes widened and he ran out of his room. You can hear the house door hurriedly open and then shut. I should have gotten in my car and driven away, I should have never tried to see his ugly face a day early, I should have never known about this. But I wanted to hear what his cheating little disgraceful mouth had to say. His steps rang out with the rain chattering on the road right after him.
"So, I see you have met Cindy?" He says rubbing the back of his neck, he looks like a deer caught in headlights. Good, I could use that to my advantage. This bastard had fun while I was off, my turn.
"No, actually I haven't. Why don't you introduce us?" Chase looks about ready to pee his pants. But he gulps and I can see his adam's apple bob up and down, he reluctantly nods his head slowly because he knows he can't win. I always win and get what I want. That might sound deceiving but I am a very nice, benevolent person... in my own mind. I decided to take the high road because he decided to hog the low road all to himself, to get with an unnatural blonde. He is such a perfidious bastard. As I walk up the carpeted stairs for the last time, unless I get the urge to kill him in his sleep or something of the sort, I can hear the footsteps of an apprehensive female now waiting for her loved one's arrival. Good for her, she can have my leftovers.
"Ummm, hiiii... My name is Cindy. So you are Ren?" She looked apprehensive of me like she was sizing me up. She couldn't take me even if she tried her hardest and I knew that for a fact.
"Yep, that's me. And you must be the blond bimbo that is keeping my 'EX' boyfriend's bed warm." Annunciating the 'ex' part of that sentence.
"Yes, well it seems that I am doing a better job than you." She made sure to add the most condescending voice she could muster. She didn't do very well because I had come-backs of my own.
"The fact that you think I would drop my panties for him is insulting." I looked at her with one eyebrow lifted. "And the fact that you do is just even more insulting to the female menagerie." My hands folded across my chest. She looked pissed at me saying this. Her shoulder digging into mine pissed me off more as I heard her silhouettes walk her appalling personality down the stairs. I was grateful for that, but not happy about being in the room alone with the devil incarnate.
"So, how was Italy?" The reason I was gone for so long, and the reason that I did not tell him I was coming back to the United States, was because I was studying abroad for college. I spent 2 years in Italy. We had dated for 3 years before that. So 5 years of love and affection from me and this is what this man does, cheat on me. I walked out of the house, doors slamming behind me and the rain pounding on my head. I did what any sane person does when emotions flood them, I went to a bar.
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