The Luck In Unluck

Chapter 1

This is the first time I have ever published anything I've written, so please be patient with me. I hope you will like this. These first chapters are very short and I apologise about that. I think from chapter 9 or so it's getting longer. 

I walked to out local grocery store, really happy because I just got an A on an assignment. It wasn't the first time, but I always got very happy.

And because I was in such a good mood I wanted to do something nice to my boyfriend, Michael, he really deserved it, he had been so good to me in this stressful time.

We lived together, and he was going to be home at 5pm, after work. It was now only 2pm so I had plenty of time to make something good for us to eat. He loves Greek food, so I was going to make Moussaka. I had to have a few ingredients, because our fridge was completely empty. After I got everything I needed, I paid for everything and got in the car, and started driving home. Our home. We had just lived together for a few weeks, and we had kind of rushed things, but I was completely happy with our decision. My family didn't approve of it, but eventually they got used to it.

After a five minute drive I saw our apartment building and I pulled up to it. I got my things and ran upstairs. When I got outside of the apartment I heard some noises. I got worried that someone had broke in, but I opened the door widely and got in. The noises came from our bedroom, so I sat down the groceries and walked over to the door to our bedroom.

I opened the door quietly and slow. Then I saw something that made my world fall apart instantly. This couldn't be true. No. He wouldn't do this to me. He loved me. My eyes started to hurt, or my whole body started to hurt, or... I don't know. I didn't know anything at that exact moment when I saw he on top of that girl. She was supposed to be my friend. And he my boyfriend. They didn't notice that I had opened the door. I just stood there. I couldn't say anything or do anything. I didn't know what to do. But if I did, I couldn't do it. I just stood there, frozen. I just saw him on top of her, under the sheets, but I knew what they were doing, I wasn't stupid.

Suddenly they stopped and both made some satisfying noises and he got off of her. I just stood there with my moth open and I knew I had a hurt expression. Why wouldn't I? My world came crashing down in a matter of seconds. Then they saw me. She didn't do anything, she just sat there with a satisfying smile. And then I just turned around and walked away. My feet were doing it on their own, I didn't know what they were doing.

Just when I turned around Michael yelled "Sasha! It isn't what it looks like. I swear!", I turned around to face him again.

"It isn't what it looks like? IT ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE? Is that all you've got? I believed you the first time, and second I forgave you. But this. And with my friend? How could you? I loved you. How could you do this to me? Huh? I thought you loved me" I yelled back. I was so sick of him and what he had done. This was the last time.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know what I was doing. I do love you! I do. I just.." he started.

"You just what?"

"I was just so confused. I didn't know what to do. We were moving forward too fast." He said and I thought I was going to punch him in the face, with a knife. I was so angry.

"You. Asked. ME. I didn't ask you to move in with me, you asked me!" I shouted. And turned on my heel. I didn't know what else to do. I couldn't look at him any more.

"Sasha! Wait! Please! I love you I love you I love you!" He shouted from the other room. I walked to the bedroom again.

"If you loved me you wouldn't have fucked my friend. And if you," I pointed at Camilla, my so-called friend, "Were my friend you wouldn't have fucked my boyfriend. I'm done. I'm done with both of you. Don't you ever speak to me again." I said and this time I walked out of the apartment with just my purse and a bag I hadn't unpacked since I was out of town to see my family. I just had to get out of there.