Wednesday, 31 August 2016

BETRAYAL STORY

                                                      BROKEN HEARTED


I met you on Halloween night. We had never talked before, but at that moment we talked forever. While walking down the hallways you would grab me and give me a hug, in the library you would tease me about being a nerd.


 A week had passed and you had asked me out and I said yes and my feelings kept growing and growing. No matter how I felt, you would help me. A month together and it felt like forever. You would hold my hand and be proud to call me your girl. We spent everyday of those first two months together, then we broke up. 

We stayed friends and talked forever and ever on the phone. You had gotten a new girl and it broke my heart. We stopped talking because of her. I got a new guy to see if the pain would fade. It never did. I ended it with him after two months because I couldn't stop thinking of you. When you had found out you had finally decided to tell me you and your girl were over. You asked me back out and I said yes. I was so happy with you and I never wanted it to end. A month passed, it was valentines day, you gave me a kiss and wrote me a letter. I loved you with everything I had. I trusted you. Another month and you turned 16. Another week and the dreadful day came. 

I slept on your couch with a movie playing. Only to wake with you on top of me and penetrating me. I cried and you were startled. you kept going a little more then finally pulled out. I cried my eyes out and I was forced to be with you the whole night. Scared to tell anybody. We were together for a total of 4 months and you ruined it. You broke my heart and took advantage. Now I can never feel the same about you, and I will never be able to trust again. I told the counselor and you spread a rumor around school.



 My life was trashed because you were a betrayer. I cut and overdosed because of you. I wanted to end my life and never feel again. I ended up pregnant with your baby. Then I had the miscarriage. I sliced my wrist open and prayed to die. I didn't and now I have to live with this pain and betrayal for as long as I live.

                                                                                     SOURCE BY-ALAINA LESTER
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