Forgiveness.
That's what he wanted from me dispite the fact that he raped me and cheated behind my back.
I felt rage fill me, I felt heartbroken, I felt nothing for him. I stood up covering myself with the blanket as I look at him coldly and as I spoke I wanted to make sure he heard me.
"go. fuck. yourself. better yet go die..."
With that I grabbed my clothes and stormed off to the restroom, locking the door behind me as I knelt to the floor and started to sob. Tears fell down my face, as I weakly laid on the floor, curled up and broken in more ways then one. I was humiliated again, I was touched and violated by my ex.
Was I just a sex toy for people, was I nothing in their eyes, didn't they think I had an actual emotion?
As time passed I passed out and slept on the restroom floor, hugging myself as if that was going to protect me from all evil. People wondered why I had a sour attitude, they always judged me but the truth is that they don't know my horrible past nor the events that just had happened. I hated the world but when I went out with Antonio I softened, only to be torn apart again but in a more curl way.
I dare to say, that I wish he never came back and died out in the sea if I knew this was going to happen. I dreamt of Antonio when he violated me, was it because I heard his voice or my unconscious mind still loved him. Physically I hated the Spaniard but mentally I was wasn't capable, my heart would start to hurt if I thought bad about him.
I was wrapped around his finger and when I told him to die, my heart stopped for a second but felt like forever.
My cold glare was real but my feelings were all over the place.
A crushing pain started hitting me in my chest, I had heard that heartbreak could kill a person. And I started to believe it because I myself felt like I was dying on the cold floor. No one around me, not going to be missed, my breaths became softer and way to slow.
I felt like I was running out of breath, I felt dizzy and confused.
Flashbacks started to fill my mind, all the good and bad things going past me.
It was a film of memories, I started to feel light like I was being lifted or floating in the air. The film then stopped on the image of Antonio, a broken film showing me the moments of what I loved about him and the days we had spent together as a couple.
smiling.
laughing.
in love.
happiness.....
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