The Break Up

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I felt someone spray scented water on my face. I ignored.
It happened again. I sighed and tilted my head upwards to see the source.
"Stop crying forgodssake! I don't want to die in a flood, you bitch!" Gabriella yelled at me still spraying water on my face. I mean I know she's a hair stylist but who the f keeps a spray bottle in their handbag!
"Stop! Stop! Can't a poor little girl cry over her breakup!" I said showing her my puppy face.
"First, you are not poor!
Second, you incorporated in this world 25 years ago. Third, are yon even a girl? I have a doubt!" And about that fuckboy, he doesn't deserve even a drop of your tears."
"Thank you for the long boring speech Gabe. Now let me go to my paradise." I said getting up from my big round bed and started heading towards bathroom.
I saw my face in the mirror wall as I entered the bathroom. Yes, the mirror occupies half of my wall and the other half wall is occupied by drawers below the mirror. Me and Gabe live in 3 bedroom flat. It's very huge for just 2 persons to live in.
I met Gabe in kindergarten. She's my best friend. We came to New York together. She's a celebrity hair stylist.
I looked in the mirror and was shocked to see my own reflection. Swollen eyes, mascara running over my cheeks and red nose- I sure do look like a clown. I mean if this was that talking mirror from snow White, it would directly say that 'you're the ugliest lady on this planet.'

Flashback

5 Days ago

It is Saturday today. My favourite day. I collected the car keys from drawer and left the place. Gabe already left the house. She was going  to style a model today at Milan Fashion week. She's out for a week. I pressed the basement button of elevator. I clutched the big rectangular gift in my hands. He is going to be so happy.
As I reached the basement parking I got into my Red Porsche Cayman and placed the gift on shotgun. I bought this car without my parents or brother's help.
I started driving towards his Penthouse. I stopped at the signal. There was big hoarding of some car advertisement featuring the car and a hot model beside it flipping the keys and smiling. A car stopped beside my car. We both had our windows rolled down. The girl on the shotgun said with awe "Oh look at that hoarding featuring Bryan Kingsley. He looks like a man of substance!"
"Hot substance" corrected the girl sitting on the back seat.
"I hope he's single" replied the girl on shotgun.
I chuckled and said looking at her "Sorry, but he's taken!"
She was awestruck but then I started driving on seeing the green light.
Bryan Kingsley, one of the best male models in world today
& my boyfriend. I met him 4 years back at a runaway show with Gabe. She was the chief stylist. Back then, he still was struggling. Somehow the sparks flew instantly and we fell in love.
We hadn't seen each other for two weeks as he was busy with his photoshoots.

I glanced at the gift and sighed. It was a photo frame of us. It was a cute photo with me laughing while looking at him and he was grinning back. It was captured at some carnival. Obviously Rhee captured it.
I stopped below his building and went to his Penthouse.
I had the keys so I opened the door. No one was there so I started to leave. Suddenly I heard something from study room.
I turned the door knob only to see Bryan making out with some girl. He saw me. He smirked. Their was a long thud. The gift broke into pieces. I left his house with teary eyes.

End of Flashback.

Hey guys! Sorry for the short chapter. But I am writing for first time, so please understand.

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