Care for you

Twenty eight

I woke up at around 12 pm. It was probably because all of the crying I did in the middle of the night.

I was kinda disappointed that I woke up alone. No Justin in sight. Maybe he's watching tv. He certainly couldn't be at class it was Saturday he didn't have any plans well that's what I thought, because he didn't tell me he had anything to do.

I decided to take a shower. I was a little sore from last night. Thinking back at it, my face started to flush as last nights memories cane to mind. It was all so perfect before I got Joyce's call and passed out.

Other than that it was all so great.

I took a long hot shower to clean myself and to think about things.

My life pretty ok right now. It wasn't at its peak but it was all good.

I was in love. I had a man who was in love with me. I was somewhat happy. I was good in school. My grades were good. My little job at a store nearby campus helped me with my financial status.

So overall everything was good. 

Getting out of the shower I had to put on the same clothes from last night since I had nothing with me.

Walking to the tv area I expected Justin to be there, but I was met with silence.

Confusion hit me. Where was he. I went more into the room and saw a piece of paper on the table. Picking it up I didn't expect to read what was written.

He left me

I had no words. Maybe it was some sort of sick joke to get me to laugh. But I wasn't laughing.

I read the note about 10 times before it finally registered in my mind. He was tired of me. I drove him away with my craziness. But how could that be. He said he would never leave me.

And- oh my god. I slept with him. I let him make love to me.

I felt sick. How could I be so stupid. I should've know something like this would of happened. He never loved me. No matter what the note says. He never loved me or cared about me. I was always just a joke to him.

This was probably his plan all along. To pretend to care for me and get me into bed and just leave me.

I was a fool to believe I could ever be happy.

AN: poor sel.