When Love Hurts-Chapter Nineteen- Hurting you

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I was numb as i stared at the computer screen in front of me. For many days, Bruce is just cold towards me. After all that he did, he really wasn't sorry for what he done isn't it? I'm just the woman that appeared at the wrong moment, bearing his wrath. Even my tears dried up as my heart freezes. I really wanted to cry, but i couldn't. I was so stunned and scared from that moment on, i was really the only one that loved in our relationship. He just felt sorry for me and pitied me. Before and after break up.. why? Why did he have to be so cruel to make me believed that he loved me? Even if he did not love me now, at least in the past. No.. I shook my head, my heart stabbed in pain again. No, he didn't love me even in the past. The smiles, the way he treat me when we were together in the past is all just a show. Now i see his true colours, i'm such a stupid freak.

"Ashley?" I tilted my head and saw Jacob poking his head in behind the door.

"Yeah?" Jacob smiled and opened the door wider, walking in.

"How about dinner tonight?" I nodded my head without thinking and smiled. Yeah, i could use some distraction.

"Great, i going to book a nice restaurant further in the city and i thought you would like it. I'll pick you up at seven?" Jacob nodded his head and walked out after i gave him the address of the hotel i am currently living in now. After work, i ringed a taxi and got back to my hotel room. I fixed myself up and choose a simple black dress that reached above my knees before pairing up with a sheen gold coloured high heels. I looked in the mirror one last time before getting down to the hotel foyer after i received Jacob's text, saying he reached the hotel.

"Woah, you looked hot." I thanked Jacob as i slid into his car, before making small talk as he drove us to our destination. I was letting myself relaxed before i turned dumb as i bumped into him.

"What a coincidence." I tried to make myself smile but couldn't when i saw Bruce with a blonde lady. His hand was on the woman's waist as he glanced at me before turning his attention to Jacob.

"You're having dinner here as well?" Jacob smiled before nodding his head at the blonde lady.

"We're just leaving. Mandy thought it would be better if we ate in my house." Bruce smirked before looking at me, his eyes distant. I tried my best not to gulp as i felt a lump in my throat. Jacob laughed before laying a hand on my arm.

"We're going to dinner, well, lets not disturb your beauty in getting her way shall we?" Jacob winked at Mandy before nodding his head at Bruce. Bruce just lowered his head to whisper into the woman's ear, the lady giving a slight chuckle. I turned my head away before pulling Jacob's arm, signalling him to go into the restaurant.

"Well well, seems that Ashley is in a bit of rush, aren’t you, Ashley?" I looked into Bruce mocking eyes as he registered me into his conversation. I hid the pain away from my face and tilted my chin up a little, in defiance.

"Yes, Bruce. I am getting quite starved from Jacob's attention and the delicious food that is coming into my stomach. Please, if you'll excuse us." I nodded my head at Mandy before pulling Jacob's arm into the restaurant.

"Is there something wrong with you and Bruce?" Jacob brought me out of my daydream as i poked my steak.

"Nothing happened. It's just the way we are." Jacob shrugged before changing subject, back to his humorous character. We finished dinner and he drove me home after i declined his offer to the bar and we parted ways. Days after that incident, with me avoiding Bruce as much as possible, i finally broke down. I had fainted when i was walking out of my office, my body stumbling. I heard voices around me before hearing a familiar voice.

"What happened to her? Tell me Jacob!" I opened my eyes, my head still giddy. I saw Jacob beside me, his head turned to Bruce who was behind him.

"I don't know, Jenna found her lying on the floor just a moment ago." I tried to sit up as Jacob helped me up.

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