The nights full of Sin

" Mark," I almost scream unable to believe the sight in front of me.He's standing in a corner with one of his hands inside a girls skirts and the other hand buried in her hair." Raine" he calls back horrified, trying to mask the fear in his face." Are you cheating on me with that girl?"I ask tears blurring my peripheral vision." What happened to loving me till the day I stop breathing, "I can't take the sight anymore one wrong move and I would start sobbing loudly the way I always do in my pillow." Does it look like am saying the truth with her?"" What did you just say?"" Never mind you are the girl I love, this is some alcohol mix up ," he replies with a fake look of desperation on his face.I cover my mouth to prevent the sobs that are building up inside me from coming out. Even after he used me to hide his secret of being bisexual, he still found another girl. " Wait don't go," he

" Caren !" We both scream disappointed to find her at the door.We all cuddle on the couch with one big blanket before Caren is filled in on my impending problem.     " We should just go back to that hotel and inquire about the person who booked it."" No," I reply. " That would look absurd, why don't we wait for the owner of mysterious messages to show up?"" Girl, you've got to stop being stupid, if he already tasted the honey pot why would he come back? "I notice that Caren has a good point. She is always the most daring in our crew of three, also violent with a sharp tongue. Bella is the loudmouthed one, then there is me, the silent one and schemer." Exactly. "  Bella says." We should all go."Its a good thing I got my hair done and it has these crazy bangs at the edges. Except one thing, I was doing all this for my ex boyfriend Mark and he hasn't shown up or crossed my path to see my progr

I touched the ground with a thud and scanned the area preparing to murder whoever had witnessed my super woman act.  Satisfied with the environment, I jogged towards the flight of stairs and descended down two at a time consoling myself with my hyper Bitch mode that would disappear if I saw a lizard. God, I hated the creatures, they brought hell out of me.  I could hear the sad beats of my heart pounding loudly as a result of fear that I refused to give attention.  "Now you are fucked up, you did this to yourself, " my subconscious screamed at me. Reaching the driveway, I  started sprinting towards home with a blast of cold winter air hitting my head hard. "Where do you think you are going, that is the first place he would look," It was my inner voice again.  I stopped running , and stood still petrified like a pillar of salt in the middle of the street . He would look at my place then Caren's. I took

" Raine," the stranger called in a whiskey soaked deep voice. I stood their, unable to believe my eyes. I was fucking up my life from all possible angles. The universe was mocking me straight up on the face. " Raine!" He called again in a loudly. " Hey, uhm,  sorry," I fumbled with words. " Why do I have the feeling that you are the best accident and coincidence I've ever made," he said in a voice toned with confidence. " What, wh- what? Now you think I'm an accident," I asked my tone laced with anger and hurt. I was his best accident, that hurt, that hurt a little but no time for that, survival first, get out of this hell hole alive. Where my friends when I needed them the most. I made sure I bumped into  his shoulder as I went past him to head for the washrooms and lock myself in. This whole crowd woul

Twenty five missed calls!   Bella: Where are you? Caren: We can't just make plans and you back out... angry emoji face   Bella: Which hellhole are you stuck in   caren: If you don't reply in five minutes we are going home without you   Bella: Hey are you okay, I heard things got messed up between you and that pighead called Mark   Caren: sorry for the bad words, I was drunk , ( crying emoji face)   And many more drunken shitty texts.   * * *   I pushed the door of my house open carefully, so that the door wouldn't break from it's tired hinges.   It was a small place, one that I called home.   A small bed that was my refuge from the world. Where I could be me and cry my heart out.   A small vibration came from my phone and I opened it anxiou