Healing The Broken

Chapter 1.

My name is Rhea Millers. Just like that normal 21 year old lady that just shifted to London, not because I wanted to work here and have a career but because I’ve had enough of my family, betraying friends and most of all ‘drama’. I always wanted to come to London, staying in those apartments with an oh-so-great roommate and have a loving and caring boyfriend whom I would marry someday and have three children with, and die with him on the same bed. Cliché as it sounds, yet true.

But it is as ordinary as it seems, every girl thinks of that beautiful life, but will it happen?

I went through a lot in the past, I nearly made it half-way pass through my dream story, but someone made me realize, that there is nothing called love, all that exists is lust and betrayal, nobody shows care, all they excel is in showing pain, but that very person, they take you away from your loved ones, or you can call it away from the people who you once thought loved you, makes your friends lie to you, cheat on you, but at the end you still don’t get the person to love you back, and leave your belongings back away.

At this position some suffer their whole lives and finally die of illness or self-harm or the turn into prostitutes and live life on the person they meet on the other side of the road every night, and the others move onto something different, they no longer cry or be full of sorrow, but start keeping themselves conserved, they will act tough and strong in front of others but actually they are shattered inside, they no longer wait for love to accompany their lives, but decide to move on, but alone.

And I am on the latter part, I no longer wait for  somebody to come and sweep me off my feet and promise to make it till the end but I don’t know what to do, I don’t know my better, I have no idea what I am going to do in my life.

Easily, I left my country and moved to a new one, without realizing that I won’t be able to live if I don’t earn enough. I got an apartment, but it costs $2000 every month, and I wasn’t even in a condition to earn $600. Life had back-fired me in every single way, all I had was 6 suitcases and 4 purses, standing in front of my new apartment, where I was going to meet my roommate. She knew about my financial status, and a bit of my past life, and offered to pay $1200, making my rent to only cost me $800, I was grateful to her, she never met me personally, nor talked to me, I just sent her a mail and she was friendly there, but I don’t even have the guts to trust anybody, even my very own mother, so a virtual buddy is no best friend.

I smiled to the thought.

“I am just your best friend who would stay forever” I

smiled when I heard those words come from his mouth.

“I love you, best friend”

I managed to say without stuttering, looking straight into his hazel grey eyes, waiting for a response, but his eyes kept boring into mine as if searching if the words I said were genuine, he leaned forward, pressing me hard towards the wall I was already leaning onto, he bent towards my left ear, his hot breath making goose bumps appear on my pale skin,

“I have fallen for you too, hard”

he said, making my jump slightly as he said the word ‘hard’. Smirking, his lips made contact with my jawline kissing and sucking on it from time to time, making me moan out of pleasure. Suddenly his nose brushed mine, not aware of his sudden position change due to my eyes closed, he leaned in and placed his lips on mine, shocked by the sudden reaction, I did not respond to the kiss until I heard his throaty groan, I started moving my lips in sync with the one’s already tugging on my lower lip asking for entrance, I parted my lips and he pushed his tongue softly inside my mouth, his hand wandering from my waist to my butt, squeezing it lightly, making me moan, this was too good to be true.

His tongue wandered across my mouth, as if to memorize each part of it, he pulled out of the kiss, his tongue licked my neck, making me groan, loader than ever, he again moved towards my ear,

“Liked it?”

he asked me knowing the answer, just to listen it from my mouth.

“More than a condom loves a dick”

I said with a wink. He the’-

“Excuse me? Ma’am? Hello?”

the girl asked suspiciously, I came out of those memories which made my heart ache even more,

“Umm, hey, I am Rhea Millers, we had a talk on email, I wanted to rent a room. Anything? ”

I said in a confident tone swaping my hand back and forth in front of her face to get her attention.

New life here I come..

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Hey my wattpad fella's! This is the chapter 1 for my story, actually first story on wattpad, Healing the Broken, The other chapters are going to be longer. So don't worry. Well, if you like the first chapter, please share it, vote for it, and comment. Thank you people. This story will be a mixture of many feelings, hate, love, betrayal, sadness, happiness and what not. I know I maybe be not that good, but give this a shot. Thank you.