This is my very first story, so pleaseeee go easy on me lol. I hope you guys enjoy the first chapter. Muahh
LadyBugg -
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I laid down in bed, flipping through the thoughts in my head from the images from the other night. Walking in on him in OUR bed with a dude and a woman set me off edge. Over and over again I asked myself. How could he? After almost 5 years, and on our anniversary. I cried until my throat burned. We were supposed to get married. Have a life together. I guess I was too stupid and to blind to see the signs. Family and friends telling me he was no good, and wouldn't change for me. And I defended him. And for him to prove them right just hurt even worse. Marcus Cornell kept popping up on screen in my phone. I got out of bed and through my phone against the wall and cried out in complete agony.
Then got pissed off that I broke my phone even made it worst. I laughed, not a humorous laugh. But a 'damn why did I do that' laugh.
I went to get my house phone and called my best friend Laura. She still didn't know about the other night. I just didn't want to hear the 'I told you so'.
"Wtf Nathaniel Marques Winston. Where have you been? I've been worried fucking sick behind your ass. I call your mom she doesn't know anything. Wtf Nate." I could hear the anger and sadness in her voice. And god did I feel much worse. While she was still in the middle of her rant, I just blurted it out.
"Marcus and I broke up." I started to cry again. Just when I thought I ran out of tears.
"Oh god, Nate I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean- I didn't know. Come to the country, and clear your mind. You had yet to make time for me while you were with that incompetent bastard. So please say yes. I miss you"
I couldn't say no, I have already been fired from my job, didn't have a boyfriend anymore. So might as well.
"Sure, I'll be there tomorrow night."
After I got off the phone with Laura, I decided to do a little shopping. Living in New York, I had nothing but winter wear.
When I got home, I had 20 voice mails. I knew they were all from him. I didn't want to hear his voice. So I deleted them, and went right to sleep.
When I woke up it was already the afternoon, and I needed to pack. Packing was never easy for me. I thought about my trip to the islands with Marcus, I almost made us miss our flight. Thinking back on that memory made me smile. Then I almost lost it, and sobbed the whole time I packed.