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*3 Weeks ago*

It had been a horrible week. Surely it couldn’t get much worse, On Monday   the new intern, your intern, was offered a job in a higher up position than you. On Thursday someone  spilt their Mocha Frappe all over your laptop and now when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, you found your boyfriend of 2 years in bed with someone else.

You opened the door, and stopped in mid stride. Not sure whether you were in shock or just plain disappointment. The sheets of your bed continued to move vigorously, completely un-phased by the sound of the open door. To be honest, You weren't even sure the small creak of the door was heard over the screams and slurred strings of profanities. As you moved towards the bed, your throat grew dry and the feeling of the tears stinging at the brim of your eyes made it almost impossible to concentrate on walking. ‘How could he? In our house? In our bed?’ The endless amount of thoughts raced around your head as you began to grow dizzy.

“Get out.” You whispered, surprised that you managed to make any sound at all. Still no change. You could slowly feel the anger running through your body until suddenly you couldn’t contain it any longer. “GET. OUT. NOW!”  That, was the loudest you’ve ever screamed, you wouldn’t be surprised if the flats above could hear you. Although you were pretty sure they heard most of the show. The pair looked up almost as fast as you had screamed, their faces like deer in headlights, shocked.

“Shit! Babe, look,  I can explain-“

“No” You voice kept the commanding tone, yet was little more than a whisper. “ Get out.  This is the final straw Lance. I refuse to be made a fool of time and time again. Just leave, you can come back to collect your things later. I’ll have them ready for you.” As you walked further into the room you noticed that the mysterious girl had vanished. “Look Lance, How many times has this happened? How many times have I forgiven you? I tried Lance! I really did! I held on to that very first thing you ever said to me. When you said that I was ‘the one girl, the one girl who was your forever’. That forever lasted 2 years. I refuse to go through this again. This is it.” Your voice began to falter and the tears began streaming down your face. “You broke me Lance. I can’t take it anymore. I’m done. Good Bye Lance.” You watched as his face fell, knowing that it was useless to argue back,  slowly making his way towards the door. He took one last look and shut the door. The look on his face, he knew he had fucked up, he knew what he had done. Yet he never said a word, not one thing. With that you fell to the floor, sobbing. How would you ever be able to trust anone again. What had he done?

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