The words reached my ears but they didn't quite register.
"W-What?" I asked, my voice trembling. I clutched the phone to my ear tightly and I was sure that my knuckles had gone white.
"I don't think we can be together any more," Hunter repeated in a calm voice.
"What? Why?" I was so confused. I thought that our relationship had been going great. We had been together for 2 years and it seemed as if it was perfect. But it obviously had not been.
"You didn't do anything wrong I just want to concentrate on studying to be a doctor and I feel like you're a distraction." A large lump formed in my throat as I struggled to hold back tears.
"I-I..."
"Well I guess I'll see you around then, see ya," Hunter said casually and then hung up.
I collapsed on my bed, the tears suddenly streaming down my face. They wouldn't stop flowing out of my eyes and I continued to sob with my head buried in my pillow
He broke up with me so casually over the phone as if the relationship we'd had for over 2 years had been nothing. Like I was nothing.
He was the only good thing I had going in my life. Everything else was a mess. My parents wouldn't pay for me to go to university and I was no where near smart enough for a scholarship. So I've had to work at a coffeeshop as a waitress which barely paid my rent, bills and food.
Then there was all that sh*t with my family. Thinking about all of this made me cry even harder.
When I finally stopped crying I stumbled out of my cupboard sized bedroom and into my kitchen to have dinner. I had nothing but ice-cream so I ended up eating it for dinner while I watched horror movies to take my mind off all the bad things in my life.
Then there was a knock at my apartment door. I staggered toward it, not caring that I probably looked like absolute sh*t with my bird's nest hair and puffy red eyes.
I opened the door to see my best friend Taylor standing there.
"Oh Rhea what's wrong?" she gasped. She rushed over and and hugged me stroking my hair.
"H-Hunter broke up with me!" I wailed.
"Well then let's have a girl's night tonight then. We can watch movies and eat chocolate and ice cream while we gush over Dave Franco. How does that sound?" Taylor said soothingly.
The rest of the night Taylor and I just hung out watching Now You See Me and finishing the ice cream. It was only after she left, when I was in bed about to sleep that I wondered why she had come to my apartment in the first place.
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I paid the taxi driver and hopped out of the car. It has been 3 months since Hunter dumped me and I was slowly healing.
I had just arrived at my parents house. I stared up at it and saw that nothing had changed. The two story house was still a nice crème colour with a perfectly cut lawn and a white picket fence.
I had moved out of this house as soon as I turned 18 and had moved to a completely different city. That had been 3 years ago.
I took a deep breath and began walking up the path to the house.
My black ankle boots click-clacked on the concrete path and my flowing deep blue dress that was dotted with daisies swished around my thighs. I soon reached the door and hesitantly pressed the doorbell. I could hear voices, music and laughter from inside the house and I bit my lip nervously.
The door swung open and my mum stood before me. She looked the exact same as she did when I saw her this time last year. Her died blonde hair was shoulder-lengthened and curled. Her sharp blue eyes looked me over and her red lipstick coloured lips turned downward in disgust.
"You've gotten fatter, haven't you," her voice laced with pure malice.
And this was why I never saw my parents. With the exception of this Christmas party of course.
It was tradition for our family to host a Christmas party every year for the neighbourhood. It was a big deal and when I was younger my mum would already start preparing for it in July.
I shrugged in response to her comment even though a slight pang hit my heart.
"Well come in then you're very late everyone else is already here," she said hurriedly and yanked me inside."You'd better not mess this party up tonight I dont want a repeat of 4 years ago."
I rolled my eyes. She mentioned this every year since the incident and I really didn't understand what the big deal was.
"That was ages ago. You don't need to bring it up every time I come here." I rolled my eyes as I brushed past her and walked into the living room.
I scanned the room and saw various familiar faces. Everyone looked so happy and some people were even dancing to down music.
That was when I saw him. My blood went cold and I froze. I hadn't seen him in years and yet here he was, looking as handsome as ever with his tousled, chocolate brown hair and those electric blue eyes.
He glanced towards me and our eyes met for a second before I turned on my heel and strode out of the room. I couldn't do this. I can't face him. Especially after just being dumped by Hunter.
It has been 4 years since I had last seen him and I was still not ready to see him again. Not after what happened. To be honest I don't think that I'll ever be ready.
I leaned against the wall in the hallway. I sighed deeply.
"I assume you just saw Jared."
I turned toward the voice and saw my mother smirking at me.
"Go away."
She just continued to smirk and seemed to enjoy seeing me so distraught.
Then he entered the hallway. My heart beat instantly quickened and I couldn't help but let my eyes wander over him.
His shoulders were a lot broader now and his biceps were also bulging out much more than when I last saw him. He had obviously been working out. He was so much more attractive than the last time I saw him, if that was even possible. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair and kiss those inviting lips of his.
Our eyes met suddenly and I could see the amusement in his eyes at catching me checking him out. I stared him down. I was no longer the weak girl that couldn't stand up for herself.
"I think we should talk about what happened, Rhea."
No," I replied coldly.
Did he really think I was gonna listen to him give me some lame excuse for what he had done!?
"Please, let me explain."
"I said no!"
I glared at him fiercely and stormed out of the hallway. I was never ever going to talk to him.
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