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Chapter#03

"Pieces Of My Broken Heart"

A COUPLE OF YEARS LATER

DEMI's P.O.V

One dark night changed everything. One dark night took away everything I had.
I always thought we were perfect.

Joe was my everything. My love, my life, my saviour, my everything. He saved me from my past. He saved me from myself. But most of all, he showed me what love was.

Everything was perfect. I was even expecting a proposal. But this isn't fairytale. Things could never be that perfect for me.

That one night turned everything upside down.

I went back to where I was. From a strong, confident woman, I went back to a broken, bruised girl. Once again, I got my heart broken. Once again, I was left all alone. All alone picking up the pieces of my brother heart.

It's been over two weeks. Exactly 15 days since I found Joe cheating on me. 15 days since I felt my heart shattered into million pieces. 15 days since I lost my everything.

It hurts more than anything I thought could hurt me. I've been beaten, raped and even worse. But that was nothing compared to this.

I gave my everything to Joe. I opened up and let him in. But all I got in return was a broken heart.

Once again I've lost myself.

I was at Miley's house for the last couple of weeks. I wanted to stay in a hotel. But Miley never listens to me. She said I need someone to be with me. Honestly I do need someone beside me.

So now here I am, on Miley's couch, crying for the millionth time.

Joe never came back. He never called. He never apologised. But I'm actually glad that he didn't. I don't want to see him. Not now. Not ever. Because I know, whenever I will see him, I will run back in his arms, forgetting everything he did.

But how could he do this to me? I thought he loved me. I thought we were meant to be. Guess I was wrong.

I was eating my ice cream later on. Watching the last season of Pretty Little Liars. Soon I felt really sick. I got the urge to throw up. I got up from my couch and ran to the nearest Washroom.

I got on my knees bending down in front of the the toilet and emptying my stomach. Soon I felt someone sit beside me p, holding my hair and rubbing my back comforting me.

"It's okay sweetie" I heard Miley say.

I got up and flushed the toilet and brushed my teeth. Then I turned to Miley.

She felt my forehead and said,

"You're not hot. You don't have a fever." I could hear the worry clear in her voice.

"I think I'm just exhausted." I went back to the couch doing whatever I was doing.

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