"Y-you cheater! How could you do this me?! AFTER EVERYTHING I'VE DONE FOR YOU! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!" I hit him repeatedly as tears streamed down my face.
He tried to hold me back as he muttered apologies to me.
"(Y/n), i-its not what it looks-" I slapped his left cheek as harsh as I could, I felt like my arm was about to be torn apart.
"DON'T LET ME SEE YOUR FACE EVER AGAIN! CURSE YOU!!!" I screamed out as I closed his apartment's door shut, a loud bang resounding around the whole apartment complex.
It was late, and I decided to visit my boyfriend. But to my surprise, I saw him with a girl on top of him.
Yeah, well, it doesn't sound so bad, right? Let me add another detail then- they were both naked and moans came out of their mouths.
Well that sent me off the edge.
I exploded in anger, hitting him with anything close to me- vases, bottles and even his picture frames. I didn't care. He deserved it.
And now, I'm walking down the street lifelessly. Then it started to rain.
I looked up to the sky, "It can't get any worse than this, can it?" My hoodie eventually became soaked, and I started to cry.
Who cares if I was crying? No one can take notice of my tears in the rain anyway.
I continued sobbing as I walked down the rain-stricken pavement. My house was far away, but I would do anything for my boyfriend. And this is what I get in return.
How foolish of me to think he'd never do something so cruel.
"Asshole. ASSHOLE! I HATE YOU!" I stomped my feet, more tears flowing down my cheeks.
I stopped walking and sat down the pavement as I continued to cry.
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"Young Master Kim! Get in the car!" My driver waved at me as my bag hovered against my head in means to cover myself from the heavy rain.
I ran to the car hurriedly, trying my best not to slip in the process.
Once I was inside, my driver passed on to me a towel. "Wipe yourself with this."
I thanked him and ruffled my drenched hair with the warm towel.
I opened my phone to check if there were any missed calls from mum. Surprisingly, there was none.
We started to head home. I saw people running hurriedly looking for the closest bus stop for shelter while the others walked with an umbrella.
'When will you ever get a girlfriend?!'
I sighed as I recalled what mum and dad said. Apparently, my mom gave birth to me at a pretty old age.
Now they want me to find a girl I love since they've been wanting to have grandchildren for a long time.
Its not like I'm complaining or anything, since I'm already old enough to have a girlfriend anyway.
