Shine For Me (Official Chreets Series)

Chapter 37

"Damage that I've caused you...Know I broke your heart...Because I did you wrong now look at the damage...The damage that I've caused..."

(Sweets POV)

I pulled up in the garage of my condo that I had just bought and I didn't want to get out I just wanted to close the door behind me and let the fumes over take me. MY LIFE...MY LIFE IS SO FUCKED UP SOMETIMES! I hate this...Why couldn't I just have good things happen and not have to worry about all the TRAGIC BULLSHIT all the time?

It's not fair...

I pulled myself out of my SUV and closed the garage. My whole body hurt as I tried walking into the house. I looked on the couch and HIS clothes were still laying where he left them this morning along with one of his suitcases full of shoes. How I managed to walk past them without tossing them out the front door was a miracle.

I drug myself up the stairs and into my bedroom. I looked all the pictures of us that were around the room. All the stuffed animals, paintings, more of his clothes and two more of his suitcases and my head literally started to spin when I heard my phone start to ring: MIJO.

I pushed it to voicemail.

I dropped my purse, phone, fitted and shoes on the bed. I took a few more steps to the bathroom and immediately began throwing up as the tears flooded out of me. I thought I was gonna die if I didn't stop crying. This was the worst pain I had ever felt in my life and I had felt some horrible things! I felt like half of me just died. I heard my phone ring 3 more times: 1 MIJO, 2 MAMA J.

WHY WOULD HE HAVE THEM CALLING ME?

I crawled over to the tub and turned it on. I finally picked myself up off the floor and stared at this broken shell of a person in the mirror.

"YOU FUCKING SAID YOU WOULD NEVER DO THIS TO MEEEEEE!" I yelled and collapsed again on the floor. "Why did I believe you? Why?What did I ever do to you?" I said not even able to cry anymore just think out loud.

Phone: 2 MIJO, 3 JANINA, 1 MARYISS, 2 DREW, 2 SHAD.

I just sat there listening to the symphony of ringtones as the calls just kept coming in back to back. Everyone. He had everyone calling but he hadn't called himself.

COWARD!

I pulled myself up again off the floor and stripped out of the sweats and bathing suit I still had on. I reeked of Chlorine and once I undressed I remembered why I was aching.

We just had sex...

That's when my stomach turned again. Had he been fucking that bitch recently? I knew we hadn't had sex in a week and he liked it damn near 3 times a day! So if he wasn't sleeping with me then how many other bitches were there? So what I found out about he and Robyn was true? And has he been doing this our whole relationship?

The thoughts flooded my mind as I finally stepped into the tub. I sat there and continued to listen to the symphony that was still coming from my bedroom.

"How could you..." I said again out loud. Just then I heard my doorbell going off non-stop. I then lisyened as the front door opened and I heard my alarm system being deactivated.

He was here...

I just sat there in the tub paralyzed. I felt so raw...So exposed...So vulnerable and so empty. I didn't have the strength to move so I listened to the footsteps come up the stairs slowly. I heard him hesitate before my bedroom door was pushed open. I just sat there and listened as he walked to the bathroom door then stopped.

I waited...

"Baby." I heard a defeated shell of a voice come from the other side of the door.

I didn't respond.

"I'm so sorry..." He said sounding like he was crying but my heart didn't break. I felt nothing.

I remained quiet.

"I'm gonna go..." I heard him say walking away from the door.

I didn't move.

The old me would have ran after him, would have told him I forgive him, would have wanted him to make love to me like none of this happened, would have been ready to put all of this behind us and wake up in each others arms but she was gone...

SHE WAS NOW DEAD!

I listened as he gathered his suitcases and rolled them down the stairs. I heard my alarm system being armed again then the closing of the door. After 20 minutes the phone symphony stopped and I was left with my thoughts. I couldn't cry anymore, I couldn't fight for us anymore.

I had to let him go.

Life's not fair...