Grey

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Azalea's Pov

I closed my eyes as I slouched in the chair around my desk. Sitting around a computer all day was absolutely no fun. 

At times I wonder what my life would have been like had my dad stayed or my mom had kept me, had she been a normal loving parent. Growing up in the orphanage had been a nightmare, our caregivers were not as bad as one would think but they weren't the best. They were not warm or loving but that didn't mean they had mistreated us they just did their jobs no extra bullshits as they would put it.

I blame my parents for my choice in men. Emotionally unavailable, liars and cheaters. Jackasses seems to be my type or what I seem to attract. My phone rang for the 100th time in a hour I sighed now looking at the screen seeing Matt's name. The audacity he has to be blowing me up after what he did to me two nights ago.

Flashback two nights ago.

"Babe, i'm home!" I called to Matt, as I kicked off my shoes by the door after a long day of work. After not getting a reply I went in search for Matt putting down the rest of my belongings along the way. Hearing moans as I walked further into the apartment I stopped thinking I had not heard what I did or 'maybe it was one of the neighbours in the apartment complex'.

I continued on my way following the sound only to reach our, I meant my bedroom door wide open to see Matt lying on his back in my bed with some woman riding him while screaming and moaning. She was so loud that even the deaf could hear it.

No wonder he didn't hear me come in. He was busy getting his balls busted in my apartment that I payed rent and in my bed that I bought. I honestly could not believe my eyes the level of disrespect and audacity of this man I thought to my self.

"What the fuck?!"  I shouted after I realized that what I was seeing was actually real. Matt raised his head to look at me while the woman turned her head and continued her assault on him. Matt made no move to stop her and that was my final straw.

I walked into the room and took out all Matt's clothes that were in my closet and threw it at them  shoes included. "What are you doing?" he asks in alarm. "Oh so now you see me?" I ask cocking my head to the side and folding my arms before me.

"Get the fuck out" I added in an even tone without giving him a chance to reply.

"Who's this bitch?"  the woman with Matt asks. Her fake blonde hair  that's growing out at the roots a tangled mess, a sign of what they were doing.

"No one" replied Matt while turning to me, pleading for me to hear him out. "Just make sure you guys leave this 'bitch's' house in fifteen minutes or I'm calling the police" I retaliated walking out of the room and out the apartment.

End of Flashback.

The story of my life. It all ends the same I thought as I thought back to that night while Mr. Fernandez walk up to my desk while fixing the cuffs on his jacket.

"Send the details to my assistant for my next meeting'' he says turning and heading for his office.

" Right away" I replied swiftly my hand knocking a cup of coffee I had on my desk all over some files, including the files which held important information for his next meeting.

Just great. What a great week I've had heck what a great life. I thought as I cleaned the mess I made and got to work on the files he needed for the meeting.

At times like these I wonder what bad I had done in my past life to be living such a life. Walking home in 6 inch heels with one heel gone after work because I missed the bus. Take a taxi you might say but I don't have the money for a taxi. I needed every penny I could save.

I wobbled up the stairs of my complex as cold air nipped at my skin, tired but happy that I made it so I could soak in the bathe and drink some cheap ass wine.

That happiness however was short lived as I saw Matt at my door with flowers. "Woahh, what happened to you? You look like shit" he says eyeing me up and down.

If he came for forgiveness he's not doing a very good job. I walked past him without a word opening my door and shutting it in his face.

"Heyyy are you not going to let me in?" He asks banging on the door. "I'm sorry okay? For what I said just now and for what I did a couple nights ago. You know I love you" he says.

"Go away Matt, give the flowers to someone who cares. Like that blonde bimbo" I say leaning off the door to go take that bathe.

Grabbing the bottle of wine from the cabinet and a class along the way. The worst week of my life.

Or so I thought.

The audacity of Matt🙄.