Inevitable Turns

33.KOD by love

Joshua's P.O.V

My entire body hurts after the stupid match I fought yesterday,one day after she came back with the second piece of shit.And guess what she had to leave me rummaging for every bit of my soul she stole and plundered. I ended up getting beat up.Well that was the plan,getting physically tortured to stop my emotional pain but after a certain point I snapped and the other guy had all my anger on him as I K.O.D him but guess what that still didn't help the tremendous and nearly killing pain in my chest.When came back from work yesterday the first thing I see is all her stuff gone and then on my table the ring.The ring I gave her as all our promises to be together.Forever,right now that word felt like a joke and lie.Ever time my mind keeps going back to her,every time she'd laugh or said she loved me.But now everything was tainted with pain.I wish I could hate her but the only person I an hate is myself after everything. I let her be my whole, my breath,my everything and now she left me just like that to be with another guy.Did our one year really mean nothing to her.

I never saw this coming.I never saw us separating but then again that was the way of the world.You couldn't have some good for long.With the good came the bad,with happiness came sorrow and with love came hurt.The funny thing about love is you put in all your effort for year together but then just one small thing that could be just as small as a second could that the power to break it all down.Love isn't based on time but strength and that's what everyone gets wrong these day.Why concentrate on how many months or years you've been together,considering the small numbers as big thing when they cannot be compared to the bond,moments and love you'll share.When we celebrate these small things like they were big we forget what they truly mean.We celebrate mere figures because we don't believe in the big ones.If you'd believe would last for a lifetime there really isn't anything big or joyous in celebrate few weeks or months.

Putting on my hoodie making sure it covers my scarred face and jaw I slip the ring through my cross necklace.It's always represented her love for me and the hope of it while the ring my promise and commitment. Even if it may have not meant something to her it did for me and I knew I would never be able to move on and let go of her.She was a part of my life and soul,she took my heart and went with it.It will always be hers even if she didn't want it.Putting on my biker gloves I clench my busted fists,the would are still fresh but they weren't bleeding so it was fine.After making a bit of idle conversation with Aiden I leave,being grateful that he didn't bring her up in the conversation.I don't know where she is but I do have a clear idea and if I ever see that douchebag I would love to perfect his face for him.I don't know if it was a recent thing that she started with him or a whole back stabbing cheating but that little prick was going to pay for it if we ever crossed paths.

Walking into the literature class I take my seat with Cass eyeing me but she doesn't say a word and I'm greatful coz I really don't won't to deal with anyone right now.Being a complte idiot that I am I brough a Strawberry Frapaciunno;the damn drink she likes.Why did my mind always have a way of going back to her even after she killed me by saying everyword she did on Sunday after returning with him,the shitty Bells guy.Just who does he think he is calling my Iz like that.Bells,honestly the guy had the odacity to call her fraking objects what chimmed making noses when she spoke like it was a harmonius song and-God bless me.I never going to get over her and heck I wasn't even going to try.I wanted to get her back with me but the only thing gthat stopped me is if everything was fake and she'd hurt me again.I trusted my Iz to never do that but that Douche's Bells,I couldn't tell.My fists where clenched and it wasn't until I smelled her perfume that my muscles relaxed.

I wanted to talk to her,wanted answers to all my question but before I could even say anything she walked past the seat and sat beside Cass.She hadn't even glanced at me.Was it this easy for her to move on when she hurt me.Yep,I guess it was,she was happy after all wasn't she with Mr Brown hair and glasses.My hatred towards him knew no bound and I struggled controlling it.Even after all the coffee I drank before I was dead like a zombie,without sleep nor food.My life wasn't functioning very well now and ffom a long time but now the bomb was dropped and I guess I was the living wreck left to be tortured, and tormented with the agony of everything that she blew off.I tried so hard to hate her but I couldn't,ever time I tried I just ended up hating everyone else.All of the guys she could be related to.I loved her blindly and madly and now I guess I had to pay the price.Tears threatened to fall as I kept my head on the desk trying to control the overbearing surge of emotions.