My eyes skimmed over the picture multiple times as my mind tried it's best to process what was currently in front of me, Is he fucking serious?
I let out a frustrated scream as I threw my head into my hands pulling at my hair, I had been sitting for the last couple minutes shaking from anger as I just saw her post, who the fuck is this bitch?
She's been commenting on his pictures nonstop but I didn't think he'd go and hang out with her, he was supposed to come back here, he hasn't even texted me.
This is what he wants to do? He wants to hang out with some bitch when we just got together!? Jesus fucking Christ we just got together and he's already back to his old shit.
I stood up and started screaming out as I threw my phone and started to hit the wall my small fist colliding as hard as it could Into the wall creating a loud crack to be heard and the tears fell from my eyes as I cried out and continued to go on about my fit.
My bedroom door swung open and there stood my brother with a look of worry on his face as I ran towards me grabbing my small hand in his.
"What the fuck Bri!?" He snapped his eyes wide as he looked over my bloody hand carefully.
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"What the fuck did you do?" He added as he dragged me out of my room and to the living room probably to better exam my hand.
I opened my mouth to say something but shook my head as I snatched my hand away from him and placed it at my side.
"Nothing" I said simply which made him scoff and give me another look of worry.
"I'm fine, actually I'm perfect" I said with a smile creeping upon my face which put an uneasy look on his.
"What's going on? Are you okay- I saw her post" he said with sympathy but I only smiled wider.
"Oh I'm okay" I said.
"She only dug her own grave, and I'm the grim reaper ready to crush her soul" I added as I clean her and unclenched my fist a big smile plastered on my face.
I walked away and stormed into the bathroom my eyes fixed on my appearance in the mirror, I wouldn't let him break me this time, I wouldn't let him get to me.
I opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed the scissors out, shuttling the cabinet I immediately grabbed a chunk of my long hair I looked in the mirror for a second flashbacks in my head as I remembered how much Gus loved to play with my hair and that's when I grabbed the hair tightly pulling it down and cutting it off, piece after piece I cut it all off.
After I was done I looked in the mirror at my now short sloppy hair then down at the chunks of brown hair that laid on the floor and sink.
I walked out of the bathroom and to my room slipping a grey hoodie on and a pair of vans I walked out to the living room and grabbed my keys, ignoring my brothers calls from behind me I left slamming the door shut.
I walked down to the lobby and out to my car getting in I put in the keys not bothering to put my seatbelt on as I pulled out of the parking lot.
I could hear my phone nonstop buzzing from beside me as multiple calls and text came through which only bothered me more as I knew they were probably from Gus, my brother, or Carla.
My mind drifted off to the picture, I don't understand how he could hurt me again? Was I truly nothing to him? He just cried to me about how much he loved me! It's only been a couple days of us together and he's already back to this!
I found myself speeding down the street carelessly occasionally swerving back and forth from lane to lane as I fought my hardest to hold back tears that fought to escape my dull eyes. I didn't know where I was going my body and actions still directed my car to take me one way.
Once I made it to my destination I got out of the car and my legs took me to the apartment before I could think I lifted my hand up and knocked on the door lightly.
I stood quietly for a few moments shifting my weight to one foot as I heard the door unlock and open slowly and there stood a shirtless messy hairs tired looking Diego.
"Hi" I mumbled quietly as I now felt embarrassed for showing up so late at his house looking like a complete mess.
"Hey, What's wrong?" He asked as he reached forward and placed his hand under my chin lifting my head up to him and once my eyes came in contact with his I broke down completely.
His eyes turned to worry as he quickly embraced me in a hug. My knees felt weak as I continued to break down and sob in his arms letting myself fall to the ground, only I didn't hit the ground because Diego caught me and picked me up bridal style before I could even come close to the floor.
"H-he b-broke me"
Ugh I want a girlfriend 🙄 I think the end of this book is coming soon💔 Thank you to everyone who followed my (insta) account I love y'all ❤️
