Chapter Five - I Will Survive

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"I know we do, but you need to rest." I said trying to spare having the 'conversation of Hell'
"But please!"

I walked towards the door like I did the last time, only this time I didn't know what to feel. A couple of months ago, I felt pain but then I forgot about him, and carried on with my life. But now, he is back and I love him again. There you go I said, I love him.

The monster in me loves the monster in you

Now I cannot spare my feelings for him, how can I. I loved him, I always did, I still loved him when I walked away. That was different. This time I walked away because I loved him.

Three months earlier
My house
"Oh you're home early" Jack said to me with him dressing gown on. He never wore the dressing gown, he said he hated it. I instantly knew something was up.
I thought nothing of it and carried on upstairs. I got to the third or forth stair when he called out to me
"I love you"
He hadn't said that since he proposed to me.
I repeated the nice words and proceded upstairs with thoughts I never had before. He just said he loved me and he is wearing his dressing gown.
I heard the door open. I ran to the top of the stairs to see what was occuring to see that tart. My boss was standing at the door with her arms around my man.
I shouted to her "Get your arms and your lips off him right now. Get out now"
She was crazy enough to reply with "But, I don't have my clothes"
"Shame, go like that, you clearly didn't care showing my fiance your body, show everyone else whilst your at it."
She closed the door and ran off.

"What are you doing with that tart?"
"It's not what you think." he pleaded
"Don't tell me what to think, you are just as bad as she is"
I ran down the stairs as he had the nerve to walk away from me.
"Why are you still in this house?" I asked him with a slightly sad tone, trying to hold back the tears.
"This is my house as well!" he said, making me even more angry.
"Not anymore"
I opened the door for him and threw his clothes at him. Not that he deserved to have his clothes, I should have treated him like he did me with zero respect.

Present Day
"Stay" Jack cried out.
I was still thinking about that day. Why should I stay?

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