I wake up with a pounding in my
head. I looked around he room to see what
woke me up and that's when I noticed I
wasn't in my room or in my house. Where
was I? I looked to my left and saw a men
that looked so much like my fiancé but he
wasn't.
That's when I remembered what I did last
night. I cheated on the love of my life
with a man I didn't even know or cared
for. I look at the clock to see what time
it is, 12:00pm.
I got up from the bed quietly but
quickly and took all belongs and left as
fast as I could. I looked at my phone
knowing I would see texts and missing
calls from my fiancé jay. I feel so sick
with guilt. I know he knows what I have
done, one of his friends saw me and came
up to me last night but I was far too
drunk to care at that moment.
I keep my head down in shame as I
walked down the street. To the house we
recently moved into together. I looked up
once when my name was called and gave a
fake smile to her when she says, “Hey
Leah, how are you sweetie?” I feel like
she knows that I betrayed Jay when she
looks into my eyes, but that’s
impossible. I must be going crazy.
Why did I have to do this? Im such a
hypocrite. I was the one terrified of
getting hurt. I was the one that never
wanted to fall in love because of what I
have seen my parenrts go through. How
they would fight and cheat on eachotheer
and put me in the middle. Since then it
was always hard for me to let people in,
I feared that they would deceive my trust
and love. But one person broke my walls
down so easily. I met him in my first
year of college. He was so different then
anyone I ever met. He made me feel
special and loved. I told him everything,
about my parents, about not trusting
people. He cared so much and I fell in
love with him deeply and truly. It always
scared me that I loved him so much.
I think that’s the reason why I did...