IS THIS WHAT LOVE FEELS LIKE?

As soon as I got to the door I knew something wasn’t right. There were these beautiful silver strap sandals that looked far too big to be mine. I mean, I’d most definitely know if they were mine. I shook it off thinking that maybe Martin had bought them for me. Maybe this was his way of apologizing for being so distant these past few days. Slowly, I turned the door knob and walked inside.

Shock. Confusion. Crushing pain. I couldn’t breathe. Before me was my so called fiancĂ©e. He was too distracted to have heard me walk in the room, our room!! On our bed!! He kept thrusting and each time he seemed to be sinking deeper into that other woman’s heat. She lay there breathless, maning out his name…Martin!

I finally breathed. He turned around and quickly got off of her. The girl he was “fucking” didn’t even have the decency to cover herself. She just lay there smirking at me. I couldn’t think. my whole world had come crumbling down in a matter of minutes. My brother’s death had broken me but this, this fucking shattered me! How could he?



I didn’t think twice. I couldn’t bare the pain any longer so I bolted for the door. Behind me, I could hear him screaming my name. Why? What had I done to deserve this? How could he? Why would he?

I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. My heart felt like a blade had been dragged through it multiple times. Deep ugly scars running all over it. My lungs felt like a whole fucking truck was crushing against my ribs and I couldn’t breathe. I was wheezing! My brain wasn’t working yet somehow my legs kept hitting the gravel. I was stampeding outta there.

I hadn’t even realised I was barefoot until sharp pains shot through me. PAIN. That’s all I felt. Terrible excruciating pain.

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