Her.

Chapter 5

So I've slept with Daisy?! Surprisingly, even for me since I'm known for doing stupid things while drunk. No wonder why Amanda left me.

But honestly, I think that this way was partly good. I've been wanting to end my relationship with her since a couple of months. But each time I tried, she would either refuse to let me go (violence and threats included) or cry and make such a scene, that I feel guilty and bad for her and renew our relationship. That was Amanda- a girl, with pretty face and nice body indeed, but extremely selfish and spoiled and ready all the time to make someone's life a complete mess if this someone has done something which wasn't exactly the way she wanted. And she wanted me and refused to let me go in any way. She forgave me the many times when she found out about my one night stands and what I straight told her that I don't love her anymore, she told my grandma who forbade me to end our relationship for now.

Our relationship started well. It began last year and no matter that it was a bit arranged by my grandma and her mother, we were madly in love. I remember thinking how beautiful and amazing she is, how I am so lucky to have her and being frightened that I can lose her. Call it stupid teenage love if you want, because it really was. I was such a fool, believing that I know everything about her and that she is a good person. She never was and never will be one.

I started noticing that my perfect flawless girlfriend is not exactly what I think she is slowly, but surely. Humiliating innocent girls, only guilty of being different that the others, hating on blackmailing and insulting people. I think I ignored it at first, trying to convince myself that it isn't something that big or that the people deserve it. But my affection towards her started disappearing and after a while it was completely gone.

Don't get me wrong- I don't claim nor am that good person. The number of times I cheated on Amanda when I stopped being in love with her is quite big, for a time I didn't even tell her that I don't like her and I've also broken other girls hearts or even taken advantage of them while they were drunk. To explain the last one- I've never raped a girl, I'm just talking bout how when they are drunk sometimes they don't think clear and do things they later regret and I'm not the noble kind of guy from the movies who asks them 627637 times if they are sure. But to defend myself- I'm also drunk while doing this so I don't think clear as well.

I stared in the SMS for a bit. I knew that the photos are meant to impress in a way. But I didn't expect what I was about to see.

First photo- Daisy, on her bed in her underwear but not alone. A boy, or should I say a man is on top of her, standing on his knees.

Second photo- Daisy, with a frightened grimace on her. The man appears to be unbuttoning his jeans. His face is still invisible.

Third photo- The man is only in his underwear. It looks like Daisy is screaming. Her hands are moving and because of this the photo is a bit blurry.

Fourth photo- Tears can be seen on Daisy's face. The man is taking of his underwear. Daisies is already gone. The photo is blurrier but still almost entirely visible.

Fifth photo- The whole photo is blurry. Nothing can be specifically seen apart from the silhouettes of two bodies, one on top of the other.

I honestly didn't know what to do or think. I had never been more confused. So I grabbed my phone and called the person, who I thought I would never ever call again.

Daisy.

*I want to apologize that I didn't post in a while (one month, to be precise). I don't really think that they are people, who eagerly wait for a next chapter of my series but anyway, I just wanted to say sorry. I'm going to try to post once a week. *