Belladonna | 18 +

Eight | Backgroud & weekend plans

✺ Kira's POV ✺

The minute Aberdeen left my office I sat down and ran my hands through my hair. Talking to Lucy always made me feel irritated for no reason.

We hadn't broken up on the best terms and I admit I never should've gone about everything the way I did but that break up was long coming.

I wasn't going to stay with someone who treated me like I wasn't worth anything in their life, and I definitely wasn't going to marry them.

Lucy and I were together for four years before everything went up in flames for us.

I'd met Lucy in college, my second year, she was a transfer student and a junior in college at the time while I was only a sophomore. We'd met at the college cafe where I was working, I thought she was the prettiest woman I'd ever seen, she had honey blonde curls and piercing blue eyes, her smile always seemed to brighten my day and I always remembered her coffee order because it was strange to me.

One day she just slipped me her number instead of her card like normal and said "take my number and give me a call since you haven't put yours on my cup yet." I agreed and the rest was history for us.

The first year of our relationship was blissful, weekly dates and all night long talks, when she was away we'd stay on the phone for as long as possible. By our second year together we'd had our fair share of arguments and fights but we always worked through them and she was getting ready to graduate so our time together was cut short.

I saw her less because she was out with friends or she was doing something else. It hurt to not see her as often as I used to and it's like it was all over night, it hurt not to spend hours talking to my favourite person anymore or just have her in my embrace.

One minute she was with me and the next I was a second thought.

We worked through that though and took a break from each other, three months later and we got back together. In a way, our break made us stronger. We were back to how we used to be and I was cheering the loudest at her graduation.

When I was in my final year of college, we'd rented our first apartment together and gotten a cat, Juno. I still have him.

But if I knew that's the point things would start falling through for us, I never would've signed the lease.

We grew apart for a bit, I was busy and so was she, but we never failed to draw each other back in, we were happy for a while. Even if I was busy and so was she, we found a way to make it all work for us.

Until I caught her in our bed naked and getting fucked by our neighbour. I was stunned, I didn't even say anything, I simply apologised for disturbing them, closed the door and walked out of the house.

I went to my best friend's, Nadia, house. I was pissed. Extremely pissed, I wanted to kill the woman who was in between her legs and I would've if Nadia didn't calm me down.

Lucy kept calling all night, I wasn't ready to talk to her because the mental image of her getting fucked by someone else was playing in my head over and over again.

That same night Nadia took me to a rage room and told me i had to break a few things before i saw Lucy again other wise i was going to injure her and Nadia couldn't have me making stupid decisions just before we graduate.

However, even if I didn't do anything, Sasha  did. Sasha and I have been friends for over fifteen years, she slapped the dog shit out of Lucy.

When I finally calmed down I spoke to Lucy and she said she never meant to but the distance between us was killing her. She claimed because I was too busy and we hardly saw each other that it was just getting to her that she needed a release.