I was in my car, checking if everything was perfect for my boyfriend, Damian. We are in a relationship since three years and today was our anniversary. He has been really busy due to his work at the hospital. He was a neurosurgeon now and he always worked overtime. I went to the hospital to check on him but his friend told me Damian had a day off.
So I decided to drop by his place and cheer him up a bit.
I worked as an actress so it was very rare for me to have some time off. I recently finished a film and it was gonna be released in four weeks.
I took the chocolate truffle cake with his gift, the diamond cufflinks I got him and went to the elevator.
I pressed the floor and got out.
I knocked on his door but there was no response. So I decided to ring the doorbell but I found that the door was already open. He must have forgotten to close it. He is so careless I thought and went inside to see his extremely organised living room.
I placed the cake on the dining table and slowly looked around. He must have gone to the bathroom.
I sat down on the sofa holding the cufflinks. I then opened my phone to go through twitter.
As I was scrolling, I heard moans. A shiver went up to my spine. No, he couldn't have.
I gathered all of my courage and went to his bedroom. I then took a deep breath while wiping my tears that started to fall.
I slowly opened the door. I couldn't hold myself properly and fell down.
All I saw was my sister licking Damian's dick while he fingered her and spanked her. They didn't even notice my presence until I started sobbing. I got up and that's when they saw me.
" uh y-y/n?" Damian said stuttering.
" WHAT!!?!" my sister got off of him and turned to look at me. She was completely shocked and Damian tried to cover himself with a pillow while my sister wrapped herself in a blanket.
" why?" I said with a hoarse voice. I couldn't bear it. Was I not enough? Am I ugly? Couldn't I satisfy his needs in bed? I needed to know.
" I'm sorry y/n," he said.
" I asked why Damian. Not an apology " I said, trying so hard not to break down right there and then.
" you weren't enough." he said, now with a smirk. It was as if this was a lie. Had he never loved me? How can he say that? Why did he pretend he was sorry?
" Also, jeon Sara, how can you do this to me?" I asked, not believing the nerve of my own sister.
" y/n you don't deserve him. You're too ugly" she said smirking.
I couldn't bear to say any more words. I decided that they weren't worth my time.
" be happy, both of you," I said and left his house. I took my gifts back because he wasn't worth it. He didn't deserve my love.
As I was going down in the elevator, I felt my tears forming. I couldn't hold them back anymore but I slowly wiped them with my handkerchief.
I walked into the parking lot and sat down in my car, I then started to sob and tried to let it all out.
But before I could, I heard my phone ringing. I looked at it to see that jimin was calling me. I hesitated before picking up and after I did, he screamed.
" YAH Y/N I GOT THE AWARD! IM GONNA THROW A PARTY! WHERE ARE YOU?"
I felt happy for him but I couldn't stop crying.
" j-j-jimin?" I said, trying so hard to not cry.
" y/n? What happened to you? Wait why are you crying? Oh my God wait where the hell are you?" he asked.
" I'm at noble apartments." I said, slowly sobbing.
" I'm gonna be there okay? Hang on" he said and ended the call.
I started to cry even more. I then checked all of his messages. He has been acting weird for a few months. But looks like he had been cheating on me for a long time now.
I couldn't stop my insecurity and depression find it's way back into my head. All I wanted to do was kill myself. I couldn't bear the thought of being cheated on. It was not new to me. This was the third time, the third time I had been cheated on and I still don't know why it still hurts the same way.
After about twenty minutes, I felt a knock on my window. I saw that it was him in and quickly opened the door.
He got in and pulled me into a tight hug. I sobbed on his shoulder, getting his clothes completely dirty. He patted my back and softly kissed my forehead as if signalling me to let it all out. I then slowly controlled my weeping and blew my nose with the tissues he bought.
" so y/nie, talk or mute?"
