Chappie 2~!

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I ran out the university entrance only to see my boyfriend in the arms of my worst enemy. Zoey Chenal. His lips were all over her neck, and her smile was devious and cunning. Tears welled up in my eyes. I wanted to scream and cry, but I knew I should handle this with dignity. Before I could even begin to calm myself down, James slowly reaches down to her perfectly shaped butt and squeezes it, making her giggle.

"The last straw..." I thought to myself. I looked around, attempting to find something to get my revenge. To my luck, I saw a student drinking a container of soup. Perfect! I apologized to the girl and grabbed her soup, pacing towards the two sly lovebirds. I pour what looks like a litre of soup on these cheaters, and yell "JAMES I SWEAR IF YOU EVER DARE SPEAK TO ME AGAIN I WILL BY ALL MEANS CHOP YOUR BALLS OFF AND FEED IT TO YOUR SLUT ZOEY. SORRY I FORGOT, SHE'D ENJOY IT!" His face is flushed the brightest shade of red and he stammers and apology. 

Crack!

The sound of my hand slapping his face as hard I could, drew attention from all the passerbys and pedestrians. He held his hand to his face and as I stepped back, I dodged a slap from Chenal. "You bitch, I always knew you were a whore An. I just thought you had the decency to not steal people's food just to dump it on my Gucci, Prada, and Juicy." 

"Zoey I would slap you, but I think I shouldn't" I paused.

"Why not?" Her faced lightened, thinking she had some mercy.

"I wouldn't want to get skank on my hands." I said coldly, walking away with tears in my eyes.

I couldnt think straight. The one person that I trusted gave up on me, and left me for a worthless skank. My face was red with anger and pain. I kept walking, not knowing where I would go, and I honestly didn't care at this point. Our anniversary. Everything ruined, and furthermore on our anniversary. Tears raced down my cheeks, and I coughed the last bit of betrayal out of my soul. 

Love hurts.

Author's note!: This Chapter is really short, I'll make a part two for it ;)

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