𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘 • 𝐁𝐋

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏

ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱᴜꜰꜰᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱᴍɪɢʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

It had been a typical day for me up until that point: I had finished my shift at work and was on my way home when all of a sudden, as I was walking to my apartment, I spotted my boyfriend kissing another person in the entryway.

As tears flowed down my face, I walked toward them, blinded by my rage and the sense of betrayal I was experiencing. As I approached them, I smacked my boyfriend and the man he kissed.

His shocked expression infuriates me even more, and I think, 'How dare he! To cheat on me in front of my house!'.

"You scoundrels!" My now ex-boyfriend Jayzam pulled me away from him as I started to yank the bitch hair in rage, and I let out a scream of frustration as I did so.

"Wait, let me explain first" My cheater of an ex-boyfriend is now saying this as he begins to hug me to calm me down, which is not working because it feeds my fury further.

"I can't believe you cheated on me!" I yelled out as I hiccupped in response to the increasing pain in my chest. I don't understand what's happening; only the other day, we were laughing and having a good time watching movies, and now? He has the nerve to cheat? How long has this act of blasphemy been going on?

"Love, stop hurting him. Lucas, Go home first," he said. I attempted to escape his hug, but it was useless because his grip was so firm.

His mistress got away quickly, and I sneered at him, saying, "Has the guts to have an affair but gets away quicker when caught." I turn towards my ex and scowl.

"Don't call me love; we're not together any longer as soon as you started cheating on me," I tell him as I pull away from his grasp and point angrily in his direction. I make an effort to get myself under control and appear to be resilient.

"No, love, I'm sorry, I won't cheat on you again" When I tried to kick Jayzam so that I could go inside the house, he yelled and kneeled down in an attempt to embrace my knees while I was trying to kick him. My tears eventually stopped falling, but the pain was still present.

"Of course, you are not allowed to cheat on me again because we are no longer together," I said firmly. I give him a good kick with all my strength, and he eventually lets go of my leg.

"(M/N), please give me another chance," he sobbed, but I didn't give a damn about his tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Wait, let me think about it first," I say as I hum to myself while pretending to think.
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"No." I said goodbye and turned my back on him before opening the door to my apartment, but not before turning around to give him one more look.

"I'll send all your things to your house tomorrow morning, don't call me nor text me, and absolutely don't go near me, or else I'll file a restraining order against you, have a nice night." I wished him a good night. I opened the door and rushed inside as soon as I could. I went fast to my bed to weep all the pain.

As I sobbed, I reached for my phone, blocked all of his contacts on my phone, and immediately had a conversation with my sister about what had happened.

"Could you kindly come over here?" I chatted after confiding in her about my partner of 5 years cheating on me, and she promptly responded to my messages during our chat.

"Without a doubt, I'll be there as soon as possible and bring whatever dumpling you like best."

As I finished reading her text, a smile formed on my face, and my tears eventually stopped falling. My sister is quite remarkable on her own. After being awake for an excessive amount of time and crying out for so long, I eventually began to feel weary and was able to fall asleep.