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KEN'S POV

It was soon the dreadful day. I wasn't ready to go confront Brittney yet so I just stayed at the hotel for the day and I just thought of what I should say and how could I say it.

Should I even do it?

What the hell am I thinking about?! Of course I should tell her about it! If I don't then I won't have Julia! And I if I stay with Brittney anyway I won't be happy! And I would be craving Julia! So I need to confront Brittney as soon as possible to be able to be with Julia as soon as possible! But I have been with Brittney for a ages now, I can't just break up with her like that! But no! I fucking need to do it! I love Julia and not her! I can't be stuck in a lie forever! I need to end it!

What the fuck? Stop overreacting, Ken! Get yourself together! You can do this!

And with those thoughts I went to check out of the hotel since it was already 7 pm and I then went to my car and drove to my house aka where Brittney now is.

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Fuck! I can't do it!

I thought as I was about to open the door.

Ok, focus on not letting Julia down!

I tried to focus as I turned the key in the door. The door opened.

"Oh! Well, well, look who is back! It's a shame, I thought that I could already buy a casket for you", Brittney said, trying to sound funny, and I just made an irritated face and opened my mouth, "We need to talk!", I said, grabbing her by the arm leading her to the living room after closing the front door.

I told her to sit on my opposite chair which she did.

"I don't know how to start with this, but please don't be upset or cut my sentences. Ok? So, listen, we have been on and off with our relationship for a couple of months now. I never see you at times and I also disappear at times and when we do see each other, we start arguing and fighting and it was simply not love anymore, you know? And during these months, I fell in love with another woman and I might've cheated on you with her", I stopped and sighed as I saw tears starting to gather up in her eyes. "This woman has became my everything in those months and I honestly don't deserve to say this but let's break up. None of us are enjoying being in this relationship so let's just end it", I continued, feeling confident.

Brittney stood up and I thought she wanted to ask me to leave but instead she punched me in the face. I felt blood running from my nose to my chin.

Fuck.

"You are such a fucking whore Ken Roberts! What you did was low! I fucking hate you!", she screamed at me as she punched me in the chest.

"Don't fucking expect me to agree on breaking up with you! I won't fucking allow it and if I had to take it to court I would!", she spat on my face and then punched my in the face again.

"Brittney, stop!", I yelled at her as my face was burning and my head was spinning around and I was struggling to stay on my feet.

She punched me one more time and then said, "Get out of here, you fucking pig! I don't want to see you ever again"

And then she ran upstairs. I went to sit on the sofa and rest for a bit.

I understood why she hit me at first but she didn't have to punch me three times more! She is just so fucking aggressive! That was too much! If she kept on hitting me, I could've been killed by her!

I got up and then went to grab my bag which I had thrown in the floor previously then I headed towards the door then outside.

There was only one thing on my mind at that time, where should I go now? I don't want to go back to the hotel since I wouldn't be able to drive for that long because of my throbbing head and the house is definitely not the ideal place too. Plus it's nearly 9 pm.

Fuck, where should I go?

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