♠︎ VENEREAL ── | JJK FF

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟮𝟬

𝒀/𝑵 𝑷𝒐𝒗

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By now he was crying just like I was. Maybe even he understands the depth of his actions. How these actions will cause him to lose me and probably his wife. I agree I am desperate but not this low to stick with a liar.

I need him, I want to have him but not like this. I want him all to myself, I don't want to share him with other women. But he is thinking differently.

"You have to. If you loved me you would not lie to me, you would wait for your wife to let go of you, you would wait for me to understand you"

"Now you made your choice, a decision will remain unchanged no matter what date, what time. Maybe we were destined to happen. Maybe I was destined to be alone now I have to live alone all over again"

Nodding his head from one side to the other, he was in pain just like me. His eyes showed that he was hurt. Just like I was broken he was too. But that didn't justify his lies.

"Now let me go. Apologize to her, maybe she will forgive you but if I were her I would never. Think back at what you have done and let me go"

"N-no-oo, I will make it work, I promise"

"After all, promises are meant to be broken aren't they"

Saying so, I walked away from that place, somewhere far away from there. 

Someplace where I would be alone. His pleas and wants for me to stay stopped after a while, understanding that he won't be able to make me stay. 

I was blinded back then, but I am not blinded right now.

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝑷𝒐𝒗

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It hurts to see the reality but the unforgiving truth is no matter how much you dream, want to alter things, no matter how much you overlook them, they still stay the same.  You will always be within the same reality forever, a few select to disregard, a few select to dream but you can't elude it.

She was blinded by her greed to have somebody to hold onto that all her wrongdoing felt right to her. Looking back at her choices, it was all wrong from the very beginning. 

Her excusing him for stalking her at times, her agreeing to exchange her body for grades but eventually falling for him, all of it appeared wrong to her now that she considered it.

Going back to her family house, she was greeted with nothing but darkness, pin-drop silence. No one was home, no one was there to comfort them in her dark times. 

The silence of this house irritated her. Sometimes such odd silence is louder than a noisy room. Taking the vase she slammed it against the door, breaking it into hundreds of pieces.

These pieces could not be compared to the number of pieces her heart is broken into. Still, she stands alive, yet broken. She was frustrated and wrecked by her life.