The Professor

Chapter 32- The Professor

Chapter 32

I left and got the hell out of there before I really broke down crying.

Thankfully I got on one of the spots on the next flight out to New York City. I had to pay a little extra seeing how the plane was booked to begin with, but I begged enough to get out.

As I sit down on one of seats of the plane, crying my eyes out while people look at me strangely, I think about all the words Bryant has ever said to me before.

All this time he was saying he was in love with me, he's been loving someone else too. I just wish I would have known. But then to see him and Jenna kissing, that actually broke my heart to pieces.

There's this put in my stomach, an aching pain that I can't seem to describe. I'm completely heartbroken now, and I have no one anymore, it's like I'm missing something. And I know exactly what it is. Bryant.

Bryant is what saved me from my past and now I'm just going to go back into it. Even though my father apologized, ill forgive but I won't forget.

Finally it's about six o'clock and I'm finally home. I open up my apartment door, revealing the dark and gloomy apartment. I close it, dropping my bags on the floor and walking into my bedroom.

My body falls onto the bed and once my head hits the pillow, I can't tell you how many tears are falling out of my eyes right now.

You know the feeling where you're crying so hard, you feel like you can't breathe? Or the feeling when someone kicks you in the stomach? Or that feeling when you're in a dream and your falling, desperately wanting to wake up before you touch the ground? Well, those are the exactly feelings I'm feeling right now.

I've never experienced a heartbreak before besides this one, and let me tell you something. It hurts like hell, it's something that makes you feel like complete shit and helpless.

It's agony, complete and excruciating agony. I might be taking this out of proportion, but he's the love of my life and the first man I've ever loved.

I didn't know that you could fall in love with someone so fast, but you can. And once you're in love, it's the best feeling in the whole world... until you reach the heartbreak part.

This pain hurts more than the pain I felt when my father used to abuse me. The pain I felt when my father beat me was physical, but the this pain is hitting me mentally.