Heart Torn

Leaving

*Becca's POV*

" Chill out Becca, what is your problem?"

He always blames everything on me, never once is it his fault. I've been dealing with him for the past 2 years now. After everything I've done for him, how close I became to his family. How could he do this to me? He's attractive in every way except for his personality. It's the worst thing I've ever seen.

"Why won't you just leave me alone?"  I hastily snap back. I'm getting tired of his game, he thinks I will come crawling back like I used to. No buddy, if you sleep with my bestfriend you automatically crossed the line. I mean I bought him tons of stuff, I was basically like his sugar daddy, I wore the pants. I wish I could slam his face into his car door, but then again he'd probably be knocked out cold. I'm not as weak as what I used to be. Ever since the day he raised his hand to me, 298 days ago, I stared working out. I think he's too weak or too girly to try and hit me. I would always wait for him to try and raise his hand again though. Boxing classes were staring to do me some good in my shape, and I think he started to notice.

"Leave you alone? Fine, I will. But Becca, don't ask me to come back... because I won't."

He acts like he's my Alpha. He's actually the opposite, you know how when you read those books about werewolves and there's always the runt? See Nathan is actually smaller than that. If a fly landed on him he'd scream like a 2 year old. I think I'd rather have the pain of childbirth than stick with him any longer.

"I DON'T PLAN ON IT. AND I'll BE HAPPY WITHOUT YOU! YOU'RE A LITTLE IMMATURE INTOLERANT INCREDIBLY IRRITATING IRRELEVANT ASS!" Seems accurate.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU'RE A PSYCHOTIC BITCH!"

I'm the psychotic one? Once there was a little boy who watched a chick flick. He explained how we would kill each and everyone of them, if only he had the stones to even try and say it out loud. I had to read it in his personal diary. I don't honestly understand why a boy with such a dick personality can be so girly on the inside. There wasn't even blood, he talked about how they would die from carbon dioxide poisoning. He wanted more details and he didn't know how to put them into words. He's literally like Sharpe Evans, always wanting more and sitting on his daddies money.

"You're what's wrong with me! I'm sorry I'm not miss perfect from what your money can get you! I'm sorry that I'm not as gorgeous as you want me to be! I'm sorry I'm smarter than you, I'm sorry people like me more, I'm sorry I have a sense of humor, IM SORRY THAT I CAN KEEP MY LEGS CLOSED! IM SORRY THAT I DON'T GO SCREWING AROUND WITH YOUR BESTFRIENDS! I'm sorry that I make my way up from the bottom and I don't sit on my daddies money like you!" I wait a bit to respond, he's just standing there. I swear he's still trying to comprehend what I just said.

"You know what, I'm not sorry for any of that. I'm not sorry I don't care about you anymore. I'm not sorry that I want you out of my life, and I... am definitely not sorry for the fact that you're worthless in my eyes." I can't believe I just said that. I'm usually not this cruel.

"Bitch, you have no right to talk!" I believe bitch is his nick name for me. Like most people, I won't be surprised if that's my contact name.

"Nathan, leave." I say shockingly calm.

"No, not until you know your place."

LEGIT LIVID NOW.

"My place? My place is not with you, and for damn certain it will never be again. You can not control someone just because you think you're dominant! You're worthless like I said earlier! Now leave!!" He's so oblivious to everything around him. He thinks he's all Badass, But he's not!

"God you're so damn... so damn..."

"Can't think of anything?" I sarcastically intrude in his deep thought. 

"Ugh! You're like every other girl! I'm glad I slept with your best friend. At least she just opens her legs not her mouth!"

"I HOPE YOU GET AIDS" I scream as he drives off. I wonder if my neighbors heard us. Well, it's not like they haven't heard us fight before, I think most people get popcorn to watch the show. Shoot I would too, it's pretty entertaining to see a girl win, even though she changes her mind a lot.

I start to walk inside, but I stop and pray for a second. I talk to God like anyone else.

God why did you put him in my life, why are you causing me all this pain? What did I do?! What did I fucking do?! I miss them! I miss him! I miss everything whole! Why'd you take it all away? I don't understand, how can you strip it all away? 

I guess I'm a little more emotional than I thought. I walk into my house and go straight for the kitchen for some chocolate. Like every teenage girl. Chocolate has always seemed to soothe me, even before I knew about the whole trend. I believe my mother gave me chocolate milk when I was a baby, maybe that's why I'm a little dark.

I find my way to my bedroom, I do have a small apartment so it's easy not to miss it. There's a living room, kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom. Sometimes I think my bathroom is bigger than my bedroom. Then again, $300 a month, I would take anything.

The apartment is small enough for me to live comfortably with my dog Coco. I've had her since 6th grade. She's very old, 8-9 years old I believe. She's my angel and my baby girl. She's been there through everything with me. When my family passed away, all of the ex boyfriends, all of the Greys Anatomy break downs, and even the emotional roller coaster ride of puberty.

Coco is like a little fluff ball, a teacup poodle who has so much energy. She's not like a real bad yapper but does bark a lot.

I make my way to my bed which comforts me with coziness as Coco comes running towards me. My white precious blessing.

"Hi doll face! Did you miss me? I love you baby girl."  I go in to kiss her on her head but instead she vigorously attacks me with kisses of her own. I allow her to lick my cheek but then she starts to go after my long hair. I haven't quite figured out why yet but it drives me insane but I still love her.

Coco wags her little nub of tail 1,000/mph and it's just too cute. Not a day goes by I am not thankful for her. My pride and joy, literally my everything. My little teacup poodle, my real bestfriend, not one that sleeps with my boy- exboyfriend*.

"Could you bite him for me? I'll drive you to his house. You can bite him where the sun don't shine. That'd be great." Yeah, I honestly don't think that would turn out too well. Nathan probably has another girl already in his sheets. He won't remember anything about me which is perfectly fine. I'm so glad he finally left. Hopefully the memories of him will too.