You Got Me Sprung

Chapter 18 : Healing Starts Now

I just knew that all of that lovey dovey stuff that Brandon was doing for me was too good to be true. It seems like he does this to every female, like it's A repeated cycle with this dude. I should've kept my guard up and never let him get to know me. Fast foward to three hours later, Im sitting on the porch and I seen Brandon pull up in front of his house with his girlfriend. His girlfriend waved and smiled at me. I'm not rude so I wave and smile back. He turned to look at me and waved at me. I ignored him and went in my house. If I could move somewhere else, I would. I guess Brandon's girlfriend went home. I have gotten a knock on the door and I seen that it was Brandon. I rolled my eyes and yelled " WHAT THE HELL YOU WANT DAWG?". Brandon said " Please give me A chance". I said quickly " Absolutely the hell not sir". Brandon said " I didn't mean to cheat". I ignored all of that bullshit. I asked him " Who is she?". He sighed and said " That's my ex girlfriend Laya". A tear starts to fall from my face and said " Oh okay. I wish nothing but the best for the both of you, Have A nice life Brandon". Brandon said " Mariah please. Hear me out". I yelled " WHAT THE HELL DO I NEED TO HEAR YOU OUT FOR? HUH? ". He said " Mariah. I understand that you're upset with me right now". I yelled NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND BRANDON. I OPENED UP TO YOU AND TOLD YOU EVERYTHING THAT I WOULDN'T TELL NO ONE ELSE. I DIDN'T EVEN TELL MY PARENTS. YOU AIN'T NOTHING BUT A PLAYER THAT WILL ALWAYS GO BACK TO YOUR EX! I DON'T WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU!". I calmed down and said " I wish you nothing but the best at life.".

I think my healing journey will be A long one. I'm tired. I'm honestly tired. I'm over everything. I might just stay in the house for A very longgggggggg time and never come out. That man drained me. I really thought he was the one. I really was sure of it. I guess not.
Yes, his ex is named Laya. She sent me A video saying this :

Laya : Hey pretty girl. Brandon been talking to me after he came from Texas, seeing you of course. He was never going back to work. He was telling me how you was crying and he didn't care. He told me to pretend he cared for you. He also told me that he will always come back to me no matter what.

I looked and read her message. I cried so hard and threw the bouquet of Red roses at the wall. I slid down the wall. I screamed and cried so loud. This shit hurts to the damn core. I'm tired of getting hurt. I wish I can turn my emotions off.
I replied to Laya's message and said :

Me : Thank you so much Laya. I appreciate you telling me this.

Laya : You're welcome Mariah. Have A nice Night.

Me : Okay, you too.
*Conversation ended*

Healing is gonna be so hard and gruesome.