Decisions

Prologue

What hurts the most is thinking that you can trust someone only to find out that they are the last person you could ever depend on.

I entered the key to my front door, put my bags down to the side and closed the door quietly. I was going to give my boyfriend of three years a surprise that I have come back early from my business trip in Chicago. Little that I knew. I was the one who was going to get surprised.

I walked up the stairs and saw that the room light was on. I assumed that he was probably watching tv or sleeping. When I grabbed the door handle, I heard moaning and groaning. I knew at that moment that I could open the door and confront them or I could just walk away without them ever knowing that I was there. A tear fell onto my cheek, my hands began to tremble, I turned the handle and another tear fell because I didn't want to see him and whoever it was that he was with. I opened the door and saw him with a random girl having sex.

I fell on the ground crying. I felt so weak. I couldn't believe what my eyes just saw. I closed my eyes and tried to erase the memory that my Brian has just recorded. I couldn't believe that he just did this to me.

They both stopped, I heard him curse and get up from the bed telling her all sorts of curse words and telling her to get out of the house. Before she left though I got up from the floor and blocked her from leaving, I wiped away my tears, and I slapped her across the face before moving from the door and letting her leave.

Even if I knew that it wasn't her fault and she probably didn't even know I existed, I still felt like releasing my anger one way or another.

She held her cheek where she just got slapped and just ran down the stairs quickly while holding all of her clothes in her hands.

As I turn back from looking at her, I see him. The man I loved. His face was filled with guilt and I all I felt was complete disgust while I stared at him. How could he look at me with any sort of guilt when he knew exactly what he was getting himself into when he decided to have sex with another girl.

I walked out of the room and down the stair to the front door. I opened the door, outside was raining but I didn't care. The girl was absolutely no where to be found. Maybe one of the cars in the streets was hers. I see his car parked in front of mine in the driveway. I grabbed two rocks from the ground. Before even thinking about what I was about to do I throw one rock to his car's windshield. He began to yell at me to stop. He tried to grab my arm but I snatched it away. I then walk towards his car and began to scratch the side of it with the other rock that I had in my hand. At that point he didn't even bother to stop me knowing I had everything right to be reacting this way. All he did was just watch me. I scratched his car up completely. Then I threw the rock in the driver side car window, which made a crack, almost breaking.

It was quiet. Just the rain falling. He looked at me but I was just staring at the ground, crying again. He told me that he was sorry and when he said that his voice cracked. It sounded like he really meant it.

But I just felt torn on the inside. I didn't even want any of this to be happening at the moment. He kept saying sorry but not once did I ever gave in and accept his apologies.

All that was happening in my mind was a replay of what I saw. I told him exactly that as he apologized. I told him that he messed up big time. I told him about how I dressed up so nicely for him as a surprise. I even told him how I was only gone for five days but five days seemed to have been enough for him to cheat on me.

I walked back into the house, before he could even say anything, and I began to get all of his clothing out of the closet. He told me to stop and that I needed to take a breathe and relax. Relaxing was the last thing that I was capable of doing.

He gave up soon enough as he knew that whatever he said had absolutely no effect on me. He took some of his clothes with him. When he left I took off the sheets from the bed and I began throwing things around. I was so angry that I cut my hand by accident yet I couldn't feel the pain.

Now my phone keeps ringing because of him so I put it on silent and sit on the floor crying by myself with no idea as to what to do next.

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New book. This first chapter is really short but It was more of an introduction to the rest of the story. All of the other chapters will be so much longer. Depending if the book gets any views or votes will I then post Chapter One.