"I-I'm leaving Jordan! I'm done with your shit! I knew you cheated on my before... But now... YOU HAVE SEX WITH HER IN OUR BED," I screamed at Jordan as I pointed towards our bedroom while throwing stuff in my suitcase.
"K-Kaelee, I-I didn't mean t-," He started.
"Yeah 'I didn't mean to bring a girl home and take her to my girlfriend and I's bed!' Bullshit Jordan! I can't believe you," I complained as I started zipping up my suitcase and lifted it off the table.
"I-I just... BABE!! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE," He yelled as I started rolling my bag out of the apartment and down the hall. He quickly grabbed my bicep, trying to stop me.
"Goodbye Jordan," I told him as I made my way down the hall without looking back.
As I walked down the hall I could hear his soft sobs, yet I didn't care. I just walked to the elevator and headed to the lobby where I would no longer chill everyday with my friend who lived the floor under Jordan and I.
Once I left stepped out of the building tears streamed down my face. In all honesty I didn't know where to go, so I called the only person I could think of, my best friend. Quickly I dialed his number... After about 3 rings he picked up.
"Hello," His voice asked as he answered the phone.
I sniffled, "Matt?"
"Kaelee is that you? What's wrong," He asked sounding slightly alarmed.
"I-I... Can you please come get me," I questioned, sounding defeated.
"Sure... Where are you," He responded after a brief pause.
"I'm out side of my apartment building," I replied as I leaned against the brick wall.
"Alright, I'll be there in a few minutes," He said and hung up.
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"Kaelee, What happened? Why are you crying," He asked as he took my suitcase and threw it in the back of his car.
"I-I he ch-cheated on me. She was in OUR bed," I whispered and tears ran down my face.
"I'm sorry K," He replied as he kept his eyes on the road.
"Why me Matt? Why did it have to happen to me," I asked as I covered my face with my hands.
"It'll be ok K," He informed as he placed a hand on my back and rubbed it slowly.
"I'm sorry I didn't stop him," He whispered.
I looked up at him, "It wasn't your fault," I replied.
"But it was," He whispered.
I looked at him, my eyes growing wider.
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