Twisted Story of My Life

Chapter Fourteen

I am preparing something. Not really anything grand but a simple surprise for Zeke tomorrow. Our driver picked me up last night. I told Zeke that I can't go home this weekend and that it's okay for him not to go also because I have a seminar to attend to. Though he so wanted to go to celebrate the day of hearts, he agreed on just making it up next weekend.

It has been long since I surprised him. It's about time that I repay him for all his surprises.

I baked cupcakes; chocolate cup cakes with heart sprinkles. I made twelve of them and designed the sprinkles on each one of them to form a letter to create the message I love you Zeke... I know I am sweet and brilliant. Haha.

It's Valentine's day now! I went to their house and the maid let me in. I was happily carrying the cupcakes and went directly to his room. I was even singing while walking towards his room. I knocked but there was no answer. My sleepyhead boyfriend that is why he has not sent me a good morning message yet I tried opening the door, it is not locked. I went inside. Perhaps he heard my knock after all. Looks like he just stood up from his bed shirtless and looked at me with a surprised expression. I surprised him indeed.

I smiled and greeted him, "Happy Val..."

I did not finish my greeting. I noticed someone move on his bed. There lies his childhood best girl friend, Kara. Her hair was a mess and she is slightly opening her seemingly tired eyes. Uh oh! Why was she there? In his room? On his bed? Did they? He did not even mention last night that they were hanging out. Wow! I guess if there was someone really surprised in this room, it was me!

I slapped him and threw the cupcakes to his bed. "How dare you?!" I shouted.

I saw the cupcakes landing on Kara. Good for her. I laughed an evil laughter in my head. Then I turned my back to walk away. I stormed out of his room. Then I remembered something. I turned my back again and just as I did I saw Zeke running after me. I threw the engagement ring which perfectly hit his chest and I continued running away.

He was still running after me. "It's not what you think. Let me explain."

"I don't want to listen! I hate you! What I have seen explains it all. Cheater! I am so stupid to have not seen that coming." I shouted. I felt tears fall down my cheeks.

"No, Alex please."

"Stop it!"

"I love you, babe. Don't go. Listen to me please."

"Never again!" I went to my car and drove as fast as I can.

As soon as I got home, I locked myself in my room. I cannot believe it. How did that even happen? Yesterday Zeke was insisting that he would pick me up... Oh my! Was he that wanting that he even did it with his best friend because I cannot come to his beck and call? Again, hot tears came pouring down my cheeks. I felt my heart being broken to a million pieces. I thought our love story is perfect. We are getting there. Why did this have to happen? I thought of calling Alyssa or talking to my mom. But I am still in denial. This could not be happening. I hid myself under pillows. I cried hard. I am almost out of breathe. I wanted to shout. I wanted to break everything around me. I wanted to jump out my window. I wanted to destroy everything... even myself. How could the love of my life who made my heart beat strongly take that same heart and tear it apart? How? Why?

Was I that stupid to have believed every single thing he did and said? I should have known that loving me unconditionally was not possible. Perhaps, he really had plenty of girls. Or does he have a serious relationship with that bitch, Kara and he was just getting back at me by pretending that he so wanted us to end up being together? I gripped my blanket tightly. I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat. But still I continuously cried until I fell asleep. My last thought was a wish to never wake up. I am too much hurt. I am broken. And sadly the only person I know who could pick up the pieces and make me whole again is that bastard who caused all this chaos within me. You see, no reason for me to wake up anymore.