It was around 3:35am. I had woken up early and made sure Reece was still in his bed fast asleep. You're probably thinking why I'm up this early but to be honest, I don't even know myself. I don't understand what's happening. I'm not even thinking straight right now. I grabbed all my clothes from our room making sure I didn't wake Reece up and grabbed a small, blàck suit case. As I went back to the guest room, I slammed all my clothes into it making sure all my stuff could fit in. I hid the suit case under my bed just in case he magically wakes up and checks on me. But I doubt that very highly. I got blue jeans, a white top and my converse shoes and quickly got changed in the bathroom. I looked outside and it was still fairly dark. It was probably around 3:45am now. As I went back into the guest room, I checked my bag. It was still under there and the room seemed untouched. I quietly dragged the suitcase from under the bed and I slowly opened the door. I walked down the stairs dragging it across the carpet. I sighed in relief as I looked back upstairs. No sound was made so I was sure he was still fast asleep. As I was about to open the house door, a voice behind me said, 'Where are you going?!' I rolled my eyes and sighed. In a movie it's times like this that I'm probably screaming at the TV telling the man who stopped the girl to go away. I can't believe it! I was so close... I turned to face Reece but he just frowned. 'Reece,' I mumbled. 'I'm just going for a fresh air outside.' 'At this time? With a suitcase full of your clothes?' He cocked an eyebrow at me. He wasn't buying any of my lies. I told you I'm terrible at lying, I always come up with the worst excuses and end up making a fool of myself. But this is no laughing matter, infact I know exactly why I did this. At first I was confused but I totally get it now. I can't live in this house of hell any longer. I know Reece and I aren't getting along and I can't pretend everything is fine when we all know we're not. 'I can't take this anymore, Reece.' Tears started filling the corners of my eyes until a salty tear dropped to my cheek, rolling down to my chin. I took a deep breath and muttered, 'I want a divorce.'
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A Love Story 2
أدب المراهقينAfter five years, Alice is now happily married to Reece. They truly love each other and are inseparable. But what happens when Luke comes back from America and Alice finds out that he is her new boss? Will they talk about what happened in the past o...
