A Freaking Supernova

New Girlfriend

"One of the hardest things to do in life, is letting go of what you thought was real."
Listen to "No broken hearts" by Bebe Rexha feat Nicki Minaj.

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"Are you alright?" A deep masculine voice questioned while I looked around in panic. It was so dark I couldn't see anyone.
"Actually my phone is out of battery so there's no light. Thank god my dogs are here to guide me." He continued.

"Those red eyes, they are your dogs?" I whispered, still scared to hell.
"Oh absolutely. Meet Cooper and Daisy. My two best friends. But then again you can't see them in here." He laughed.

I suddenly remembered I had a phone. It was powered off. I switched it on and squinted at the guy in the phone's torchlight.

He was tall and muscular, about my age, a year older maybe. He had a crop of golden hair and so intense emerald green eyes that I stupidly wondered why they hadn't sparkled in the dark.

He helped me up and finally getting my bearings, I thought of home. As if on cue my phone rang.

It was my mum. I told her I was having a sleepover at a friend's and would be home tomorrow. Truth is I didn't feel like going home today, ashamed of my swollen eyes.

The guy's name was Seth and he lived in the area. He had gone for his daily evening walk with his dogs when he had found me running like my life depended on it.

We reached his place and I asked him which road should I take that would take me to my neighbourhood. He told me I had to walk a mile.

"Wait, a mile?" I asked him, alarmed that I had ran over such a long distance.
"Yes," he replied, amused at my reaction. "But what brought you all the way here?"

"Oh well...stuff.." I broke off and stared at my hands dejectedly.
Then I remembered Marie's advice. I decided to open up to this stranger as bizarre as it may seem.

I wouldn't burden Marie by telling her how Nathen had played with my feelings. But try as I might,I couldn't tell him. It was difficult. Even to a total stranger, it was difficult.
Just then my phone buzzed.

Nathan had texted me! Maybe he felt sorry and wanted to reconcile? I felt that rush of exitement that I had experienced when I had first texted Nathan interwined with hurt and anger.

Breathless,greedily, I opened his message. Saw it and slumped against my chair. How could anyone be so heartlessly cruel?

Something was wrong. This wasn't the Nathan I knew.

My hands clenched and unclenched around my phone. Clenched and unclenched.
There was a photo of Nathan and a hot curvy girl, I didn't know who, engrossed in each other.
The text read:
"New girl friend. She's pretty isn't she? I love her. She's bae. You fucking were not :)"

I replied with a "lol, idc." and blocked him.
Switching off my phone again I looked up towards the sky. My face was no longer impassive; it was contorted with pain and agony.

Seth just stared at me, expressionless. One thing I was thankful for. I didn't need him to feel sorry for me even if he didn't know what had happened. I hated sympathy.

We sat like that for some time, each immersed in their own thoughts, until I rose and told him I was going.

He gave me a torch and proposed to escort me home. But I declined his offer politely, preffering to be alone.

After about 20 minutes of walking, I reached the park close to my house.

I remembered the excuse I had made to my mom, and not knowing what to do, or maybe the pain in my stomach from the unripe mangoes was escalating, I decided to lay on a slide.

I climbed it and once on it I laid down and closed my eyes. A long sigh escaped my lips.
I didn't know when I drifted off into oblivion, tired and hungover from the pain.

I woke up at 5 in the morning. God, who had turned on all the lights? I tried to sit up and found myself hurtling down a slide. I gave a whelp of surprise and tried to recall last night's events. The memories slowly engulfed my brain and I felt, more tired than ever.

It suddenly felt chilly as a gust of cold air blew. Amazingly I had not felt cold throughout the awful night. Then to my astonishment, I realized a thick oversized leather jacket was protecting me from the cold. Amazed and intruiged, I looked around. But the park was deserted.