Left Broken

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It's been a long day at work, they always said being an assistant would be easy. Well boy didn't they lie. I got home after a long day at working expecting my house to be nice and clean. I'm not sure why I ever thought that my boyfriend always trashes it. I opened the front door to find Jason sitting on the couch watching football, as usual. I looked around the house and it was a mess, I clean this house more then I should have to. I cleaned it before I went to work as I do everyday and come home to a dumpster. 

"Jason why is this house so disgusting?!" I yelled. As always he ignored me as usual. "Jason, we have been together 3 years and you sit on you god damn ass all the time and do nothing. You can't even have a job more then 3 fucking weeks. You're living in my house, you could respect that!" I yelled at him some more. "It's over then I'll be out today fucking bitch." He yelled as he hit me in the face. This is the first time he has ever hit me I was in absolute shock. I've never been hit by a man and I knew this was the last straw I knew i didn't want to be with someone like that.

Jason moved out while I was taking the dogs for a walk. All he could really take was his clothes everything in that house was mine. He was leaving the house in his friends car when I got back to the house. I was honestly was sad to see him go, 3 years of our life that we spent together. I walked in the house and got depressed instantly. He has been my life for the past three years. 

I got in the bath and tried to relax and forget about Jason but I couldn't I ended up going through pictures of up that are on my phone. This is the worst feeling ever. Suddenly I started to get sick I hopped out the tub and got to the toilet and threw up. I feel fine, I don't know why I'm throwing up. This day just keeps getting worse. I got back into the tub but realized I wanted to watch romance movies and cry myself to sleep. 

I got into one of Jason's long and baggy shirts and pulled it over me. I always sleep in this shirt. I laid in bed and went to Netflix and found P.S I love you, I pressed play and started watching it. The dogs came and jumped on my bed and they laid with me. I cried and cried until I finally feel asleep. I never knew sleeping would feel so good because I coudn't think of Jason in my sleep.

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