𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 | 𝙻𝙼𝙺 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈: 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐉𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐫𝐲

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[Sorry for the long introduction in this chapter. I like providing a background to show what the reader's life is like first before getting into the main stuff. ]
[WARNING: Mentions of blood and slight detailed writing of gore.]
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A year and a half. A relationship that lasted a year and a half had now gone completely down the drain. Thinking back to your now ex-boyfriend's reasoning for breaking it off only made you tighten your hold on the piping bag. Even in the comfort of the small bakery your parents own failed at tearing you away from that recent event.

"You're a good person and all, but those fat radish ankles are just too embarrassing to look at. You're telling me it's a genetic thing?"

Those very sentences still replayed in your mind for the past few days. Every time you remembered his words, you would take out your anger on anything that had the misfortune of being in your hands. In this case, it was a silicon bag full of baby blue icing.

"What a dumb reason to break up with someone!  Who is he calling 'fat radish legs'?" You grumble to yourself while tightening your grip on the frosting-filled piping bag, "That stupid leg fetishist!"

Blinded by your own frustration, you failed to realize how tight your hold on the pastry bag was as thick, baby blue icing splattered against the small cake you were tasked to frost. What was once supposed to be a simple blue cake designed for a customer's toddler's birthday now looked akin a messy kid's arts and crafts project. A sigh coming from the other side of the bakery's kitchen snapped you out of uncharacteristically cheerless attitude.

Your mother, who was now walking over to you with a sponge in hand, already knew the context of your frustration as she was the one you immediately vented your heartbreak to. Despite her brutally honest comments she told you on the daily, you knew that she would always be your shoulder to cry on.

"Bug, I understand you're going through a bad breakup right now, but try to take your anger out on something that doesn't have to be ready for pick-up in the next couple of hours," your mom spoke while wiping the blue mess off the metal counter. A huff escaped your lips as she slid the messy cake away from you. Another cake ruined because of your anger over a man who barely knew how to tie his own shoes.

"I know you dated him with the intent to marry, but this shows that he wouldn't make a great spouse in the first place," your mother comforted while trying to clean up the blue splatters on the cake, "Would you want a husband who always made negative comments about your body?"

You slowly shake your head in response. Even though the relationship you and your now ex-boyfriend had many unresolved conflicts, that didn't stop you from still having an aching feeling in your chest. He was the first boyfriend that you ever made it official with and you couldn't help but feel like he would be the last.