My Greek Lovers

Chapter 1

Kristys POV

Fuck Men!
Who needs them anyway! I can always just go buy a vibrator right! Well, at least that's what Emily keeps telling me to do.

Four fucking years!
We were together throughout college! We both had planned for our futures to be together!
We loved each other...or so I thought!

Until the day after college graduation. It was supposed to be a happy time. The feeling of the world at your feet! The feeling that we can conquer the world with the vast knowledge we gained!

Instead, I lay on my bed sobbing like a teenage girl. How could he do this to me! He always said he wanted me by his side but he left me in San Francisco the second his dream job called relocating him to Boston!

And he took it! Just like that!
No discussions! Not caring what I thought about it.
What the fuck!

"Kristy! Listen to me!" Emily says, sitting down on the couch next to me as I continued to sulk like I have been for the last two weeks since he left. "Nicolas is a fucking douche bad! You're better off without him. And Yes! I know you spent the best four years of your life committed to that DOUCHE BAG! But it's better you know who he truly is NOW rather than later when you two could've been engaged, bought a house together, married or what if you had kids!" she kept rambling.

All that sounded completely accurate. Emms was right. It's better I know now rather than later when it could've been worse. But now all I had running through my head was how much I would've enjoyed those later parts of our life together that she mentioned...The feeling of him proposing to me! I totally would've said Yes! How proud I would be introducing myself as his wife, Mrs. Nicolas Adonis!

He once told me his last name in Greek meant "manly" and damn was my Nicolas a fine manly specimen!

His thick dark brown hair. He'd slick it back with hair gel when he went to work wearing his black suits making him look extra fine. His dark olive Grecian skin tone. He was my personal sexy Greek God! And he was Mine!

Was.

"Earth to Kristy! Did you hear anything I said?" Emily waved her hand over my face bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Yea, I heard you," I reluctantly responded. "I just don't want to." I gave her my patented glare as my phone rang, thankfully saving me from continuing this conversation with Emms- or so I thought, seeing as it was my mother.

"Hi Mom."
"Hi, sweetie. How are you today?"

Emily heard my Mom over the phone and shouted next to me so my Mom could hear her.
"SHE'S STILL MOPPING AROUND MRS. PETERS!"

I gave her the look again, implying to shut it!

"Kristy, honey, this isn't healthy"

"Thanks a lot, Emms!" I whispered over the phone then responded to my Mom.

"Mom, I'm fine ok."

"Look honey, I understand Nicolas broke your heart. I thought he was the one for you too sweetie. But he made his decision and you need to move on." More words I just didn't want to hear. "You can't let him keep affecting you like this," she continued her lecture.

"It's hard Mom ok! Every plan for my future included him in it! The apartment complex called about the security payment and to collect our first month's rent to secure our home together. I broke down on the phone like an idiot trying to explain we aren't going to be living there anymore."

"Oh sweetie, I'm sorry," she said sighing sadly. There was a long pause from her end of the phone.

"I have an idea, Kristy! Your Aunt Sarah booked a food and wine tasting tour to Greece that's coming up next week. She just sprained her ankle and can't walk very well so she gave the tickets to your Father and I." she sounded more and more excited and hopeful with each word. "I think you should go!" She concluded.