Future of lies
Krystalina ~
"I have never loved her, Nancy".
The words didn’t just reach my ears, they ripped my heart apart.
My knees buckle and I clutch the knob tightly as I saw my boyfriend kissing his best friend and saying that he never loved me.
So, all those promises of forever were lies? Those loving touches were nothing but shallow.
How could I not know, when it was all happening right in front of my eyes. He was betraying me while I was dreaming about our future.
My eyes brimmed with warm tears as I saw them kissing, smiling and staring lovingly at each other, as if they were in love. Maybe they are and I was a stupid fool.
"I want to be with you Morgan without hiding. I want everyone to know that you are mine, not that bitch--"
I slammed the door and barged inside and their eyes snapped towards me. Morgan looked at me horrified and ashamed, while his best friend just had a smugness on her face.
She looked victorious. She won. She snatched the love of my life from me. I couldn't save my love.
"Kristie...it's not what you think, we are just best friends" a tear slipped from my eye. He is still lying. No I can't cry, I won't show them any signs of vulnerability.
"Kristie...trust me baby"
Baby. The word felt filthy coming from his mouth.
I raised my hand and slapped him hard across his cheek "You two timer, broke pathetic piece of shit" I screamed at his face and before I could slap him again, a soft hand stopped me and shoved me hard.
My back hit the wall, air punching out of my lungs.
"I want her out of this house, Morgan" she spoke with spite, still glaring at me with her green vile eyes.
"It's time we show her...her place".
Morgan the man I thought loved me, suddenly looked at me as if he hates him and he can't stand me. Where was this hate when he held me?
"I am sorry but you need to leave my house" I looked at him in disbelief "Your house? I am the one paying rent for two years. You can't tell me to leave " I screamed but as if I amused him a smirked form in his mouth.
He shrugged. He fucking shrugged.
"I never told you to do that and apparently this house is mine, in my name and if you don't want me to throw you out just leave with the little shame you have left".
My eyes blurred with new tears as he spoke those harsh words. Shame? I should feel ashamed? I feel like he is not the guy I met on my first day in college. Sweet and charming.
Shame.
The word echoed in my head.
Where was his shame when he held me at night? When he let me cook for him? When he let me plan a future he knew I’d never have?
“You’ve seen it yourself,” Nancy said sweetly. “He’s mine.”
Morgan slid his hand around her waist and kissed her again, slower this time. Deliberate and mocking.
"Leave before I throw you out" Nancy spouts her stupid orange lipstick smudged at the corners.
"Don't be so harsh on her baby, I really pity her" he placed his hand on her hip and started to kiss on her neck, sucking on her curve while looking at me.
She grinded her hips against him and moaned.
"She wasn't even a good fuck" he said and started to kiss her chest, on her cleavage while she giggled.
Bile rose up to my throat. I feel bugs crawling on my body, I feel disgusted. How did I Fall in love with him. Was he really pretending to be in love with me all this time?
Everyone warned me against him, everyone said that he is just using me and he is very close to his best friend but I ignored the voices and made Nancy my friend too.
And betrayal is all I got in return.
I can't give them anymore satisfaction, I moved my feet and went towards our small shared closet.
I hurriedly threw my clothes in my bag and zipped it up. My gaze fell upon the expensive watch I gave him last Thanksgiving.
I grabbed the watch and put it in my purse "Hey, where are you taking my watch?" he whined.
"Tell your new girlfriend to buy you one" I yelled and walked out of that one room apartment. I just want to vanish from this place as soon as possible.
My voice didn’t shake this time. I walked past them without another glance. This place has suddenly started to suffocate me. Those memories , are biting me, pinching my heart.
The first night we moved in, the cheap mattress on the floor. The way he said, “It’s us against the world.”
It was never us. It was always him. And I was just convenient. A tissue to use and throw.
I wish I had listened to my best friend Daria but instead I told her to stay away and never talk to me again.
I don't know how to survive this.
I did everything for him. Dressed the way he preferred, became what he wanted me to be.
Forgive him when he slapped me for the first time just because he lost a hefty amount in the poker game. I told myself it was stress. I thought he raised his hand because I had done something to get angry.
I walked on the busy road with my bag, I have no home to return too.
As I was about to cross the road, my phone blared for the fifth time. I let out a frustrated groan and took out the phone from my purse.
It was Morgan.
My hands went cold and with shaky hands I push phone near my ear. Yes, I am pathetic.
"Kristie what the fuck have you done...the mortgage owner is here, throwing me out of my own house."
I stopped walking, and frowned.
"I didn't do anything Morgan." I stated.
I heard a rugged breath coming from him.
"Come back, we will sort it out."
An empty chuckle escaped from my chest. Moments ago he was shoving his tongue in another woman's throat and now he wants to sort it out.
If he had said sorry, or felt guilty I would have forgiven him. But he wants me back because he is being thrown out of his so-called house.
"I am not coming back, Morgan." I said and was about to cut the call when I heard a dark chuckle coming from his mouth.
"Then I will sell your nude pictures online."
