I came home from hanging out with my friend Heather. We had such a fun day at the mall just shopping and catching up. Ethan had barely texted me all day. He only texted me like three times since I left at 11am. Weird.
Anyways, I pulled out my keys and unlocked the door to Ethan and I's shared apartment. I saw his clothes strewn across the living room. Typical. I didn't think anything of it until I began to see women's clothing. This isn't mine… I thought. I heard noises from the bedroom. I was walking slowly towards the door. As soon as I got there, I opened the door and there Ethan was.
He was in OUR bed having sex with some girl. "Baby I can explain…" Ethan pleaded. "Ethan just stop it! First of all, that was cliche as fuck to say. Second, how could you do this after 3 years of dating?" I was saying all of this while the girl the who was having sex with MY man was sitting there covering up her naked body but still holding a smirk on her face. "And based on the smirk on her damn face this ain't the first time this has happened!" Ethan then said "It's been going on for 2 years and baby I was going to tell you but you were just so busy and I tried so many times to break it off with her I swear just please for-" "I'm sorry were you going to suggest that I forgive you? Ha! Not only will I NEVER forgive you, I hope you and this bitch rot in hell. You deserve to go there for doing this for so long. I hate you and I never want to see you again you cheating bastard!" I screamed. I ran out of the apartment, got into my car, and drove off to Heather's house.
