Before She Cried

Before She Cried

leejongsuksgirl

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Last published Sun, Mar 10, 2024

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At the moment I'm holding a knife to my wrist, still unable to make the cut. Though I should, make the cut I mean. Before ending this pathetic life, I want to tell a tale. So take a seat, make some popcorn on the process too. It is going to be a long one. From where should I start? The age of five where I was molested everyday by a neighbour? Or the time when my own cousin molested me when I was shy of seven? May be from the time when I used earphones to cancel out the sounds of the fights between my parents? Or when I was put under the pressure of making my parents proud even at the cost of my mental health? I think I'll just start with how I made myself a fool by thinking a certain man can be my knight in shining amour and protect me from.

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"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

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