V I K T O R I A
"I can't do this anymore, Ashton. I'm sorry." I sigh, running a hand through my coal black locks.
He had been going out lately, and when he comes home, he's either drunk or with another crazy ass bimbo.
"V, please. Don't go, please?" He pleads, tears brimming the corner of his eyes.
"Ash, you do know pleading won't make me stay, right?" I ask, looking straight to his eyes.
"Damn it, Viktoria!" He yells, while I flinch at his sudden outburst.
"What do you want me to do, Ashton!? You cheated on me, many fucking times! I'm not going to fix this bullshit anymore, Ash. I've has fucking enough. I'm sorry, Ash. You're broken and I can't fix you." I sigh, picking up my luggage, while he follows behind me and my trail like a lost puppy.
He grabs my arm, and stops before I place a step on the staircase.
"Please, V." He pleads again, getting down on a knee.
"Don't call me 'V'." I state, huffing out an air of mixed emotions.
Confusion, anger, relief, and sadness were washing all over my being, and I was silently praying that these feelings stop.
"Marry me, Viktoria. I'll be everything you need, I love you. I'm sorry, please marry me." He begs, pulling out a silver ring with a diamond rhinestone.
No, Viktoria. Stop falling for his tricks. This is a shit joke, Viktoria.
"I'm sorry, Ash. I'm sorry." I mutter, kissing him one last time. I stroll the luggage onto the drive way, with tears dwelling in my eyes as I start the car.
It shouldn't have ended this way, Ashton. I'm sorry. I love you.
I text him, hoping he would read it.
Hopefully, my pain will be temporary and I could get over him as soon as possible. I don't want this hurting to be long, this will only be temporary.
