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2025-05-20 12:29:19Love, that's all I've ever wanted. To love and be loved and to be treated nicely. Dain was that man at first, the man I thought I have been blessed with.
He was loving, gentle, understanding and everything good you could ever think of for your dream man. But everything changed after I started living with him.
He is the complete opposite of everything good I've ever thought of him, he smokes, drinks ..no, he's an alcoholic, he spends all his money partying and there's literally no plan of his other than doing this crazy stuff.
I thought I could change him at first, I thought our little be would make him want to be someone better but the more I kept staying and hoping, the more things turned out to be actually hopeless.
And it completely shattered when I caught him cheating on me, and when I wanted to get angry at that fact, he beat me up like I wasn't supposed to talk. Like I was only supposed to hear him and accepted whatever.
Toxicity, that I've been running away from ever since a child. I grew up in a place I once called it home, until it was completely destroyed by alcohol which my dad fell victim to and became an addict and domestic violence...the case he beats my mom up every time.
I've been hoping to never date anyone like my dad, I was being careful, very careful and didn't see how it all came to this.
And now, I can't face it anymore. I want to walk away, I have to and walking away needs me to confirm my emotions for him.
That's why I let Tavian in, agreed for him to be my one night stand. The deal was, if I could pull through with him for the night, that would mean I'm over Dain and strangely, I did.
Now, I am sure and certain of what I want. And leaving Dain is what I'd do.
As I stood there, still held back against the wall, all my attention was on Tavian still in shock.
"Who are you to tell me what to do?" Dain snarled.
"I'm someone you don't need to know" Tavian said, still not letting go of Dain's hand.
Dain turned to me, "is he....you slept with him?"
Panicked rushed down my spine, I was scared but I knew I must face my fear.
"He did, do you have a problem with that?" Tavian didn't make matters easy for me.
"Answer me, Damnit, did you or did you not?" Dain roared.
"Uh, I did and so what? Why does it seem to pain you like you didn't do the same with Mark? Or do you think you are the only one allowed to cheat in this relationship? No, Dain, I can too, I can do whatever I like" I was being tough and strong, but only God knows how scared and broken I was inside.
On normal occasions, I will run into hiding but I knew I had to face this and not run away else it will never end.
"You bitch" Dain attempted to hurt me but was kicked away by Tavian when he went falling.
"I won't tell you again to leave," Tavian warned.
I saw panic in Dain's eyes as he stood up and retreated, "it's not over, I will make sure it's either me you're with or no one else"
He ran away and I let out a sigh of relief. Tavian's voice pulled me out of my head and I faced him.
"Why did you do that?" I demanded.
He raised a brow, "do what?"
"Why did you tell him we spent the night together?"
"Shouldn't he know about it? Thought you intended to chase him away, that's the best way of" I cut Tavian off
"Best way my feet, do you know what you just did now will be way more harder to deal with? Have you any idea what he can do? And with what he said, do you think he was simply bluffing? Well no, he wasn't and thanks to you, I'm in deep shit now" I turned and began walking away.
True, I wanted Dain to know I slept with someone but I didn't want him to know the person I slept with. And now that he knows, I don't know what a psycho like him will do.
I need to end this, but how?
"But, I was only trying to help" Tavian reached out to hold my hand but I jerked him away,
"I never asked for your help, did I?" I was lost at what to do.
He nodded, with a sad expression on his face.
I felt bad for being too harsh but I didn't apologize. If this is what it will take to get him off my tail, then I will do it.
"Then please, leave...we agree for it to be a one night thing, you should act like you don't know me and so will I.... don't make this too hard on me...I've got a lot on my plate already " I turned and walked away.
Maybe he was trying to say something, but I didn't care and I didn't listen. All I know is I have to leave and not get anyone involved in my mess.
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