Broken trust

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Rose POV

I was just getting off of work and decided to go to the bar. While going over to the bar I got out my phone and texted Chloe if she wanted to meet up with me. I ordered a shot and looked around. Iv'e been here for a while now and had to pee from the shots iv'e been taking. 

Going over the bathroom I checked my phone and see no response from Chloe. What the hell could she be doing at this time. I called her as I exit the bathroom and it went straight to voicemail. I went back to the bar and tipped the bartender then walked out to my car lighting a cigarette. I call Chloe again and still no answer. I was getting worried about her so I decided to drive over to her apartment. 

As I got there I see a car parked outside that looked unrecognizable. Who the fuck is here? As I run up the steps to here apartment I hear shuffling inside. I knock and sit on the stairwell. Hoping for a answer I don't get one. I knock louder and still don't get an answer. My blood started to boil in my body and I swing the door open. I didn't want to be rude but damn.  

I couldn't believe what I saw. And she just sat there staring at me as some dude rammed his cock into her. I could hear her get up as I slam the door behind me. My eyes got watery. We've been together for 4 months now and she goes off and do this bullshit. 

Speeding down the street my thoughts overtook my mind. And to think that I was falling in love with her. I was going 90 miles per hour. My heart was racing and I was still buzzed. No fucks were given. We were done. This was it. I couldn't go through with this anymore. Iv'e been heartbroken to many times. She wants to fuck someone else then fine, see if I give a fuck. I was crying now and it was making my sight blurry.

I felt my neck snap as I sped through a red light. Then things went black. My eyesight was blurry. I could hear people screaming as I try to stand. I could feel the hot blood coming down my face. While stumbling out of my car I could feel someone pick me up. My back rested on the stretcher. My head was pounding through my skull.

They put a mask over my face and shined a light in my eyes. I wanted to punch them for making my headache worse. I was droopy and fell asleep. At least I hope I was asleep. 

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