The Prologue

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Based on a conversation I had with my friend and society's obsession with casual sex.
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I quickly walked out trying not to bump into people. He was chasing behind me and trying to apologise like usual.

"Baby!!" He called "I'm sorry please stop!" He yelled. And I did. I stopped.

I looked at him trying to hold back the tears in my eyes, I was trying to hold back the last of my dignity.

"You're sorry? You're sorry? For what. You fucking disgraced me in front of your friends, you lied to me and took everything from me. What did you gain from this? You made me fall in love with you over a bet, a fucking bet. You know what I'm sorry. I'm sorry I fucking met you." I screamed dashing the bracelet he gave to me at his forehead.

With that I walked away from the one person I saw my future in.

It was just yesterday he told me he loved me, it was only this morning he made me feel beautiful and it was only a few hours ago he kissed me with such passion that made me feel like a grown woman. Now I felt like a pathetic little girl. I thought back to the day Nazanin told me to slow down and guard my heart. I should have listened to her that day in church, I remember her showing me the Bible verse, it felt like yesterday. But I honestly never expected it. How could the one I gave my heart to break my heart so bad.
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I'm back. Lol I don't know why I'm starting this when I haven't even finished my other one. But I've got writers block and now I'm feeling inspired so this is my little project whilst I'm trying to figure out what to do with Blurred lines.

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