I have lost everything

Krystalina~

If he loved Nancy then why was he in a relationship with me? Why did he go behind my back when I gave everything to him.

'She isn't even a good fuck'.

Tears of anger brimmed in my eyes as his smug face when he said those cruel words in front of everyone flashed before my eyes.

I wasn't even ready to give my virginity but he was the one who persuaded me everyday until I gave in.

I still remember how I wanted him to hold me after that night when I lost my precious thing to him, I wanted him to whisper sweet things but all he did was sleep beside me like a pig after he was done.

I am heartbroken, betrayed and a failed owner of a cafe which got its final notice to put shutters on it today.

It's been two days since that incident and I am back at my parents home. Because of course I couldn't live in that shithole of an apartment anymore.

I even forgot to take the watch I gave him.

Only three days are left for Christmas and I have already lost everything.

My hands etched to call my best friend Daria and tell her everything. But I refrained, because I am ashamed. I didn't listen to her when she told me that Morgan is just using me.

So, I did what I do best, I told her to fuck off and never tell me what to do again.

God, I wish I had listened to her.

I miss her so much.

"Mom I told you , she is good for nothing. She can't even keep a relationship" Aria spoke and I held myself back from hurting her because she is carrying my nephew.

I am sitting on the brown worn out brown sofa and clutched my winnie the poo mug, tightly in my hands as my mother and my little sister who was caressing her huge pregnant belly while giving me a stink eye, stared deadly at me.

"He cheated on me" I deadpanned.

"Who wouldn't? Look at the state of you...you look like a beggar. You are twenty four, why don't you behave like one? Always run back to your parents house to eat free bread."

I gritted my teeth, trying to prevent myself from snapping. Does she even know what she is even talking about?

Just because she got married at twenty three to a guy who teaches in kindergarten and has a baby on the way doesn't mean she is any better than me.

Probably she is.

"One week. "

I looked at my mother and frowned as she finally spoke something.

"You have one week Krystalina Bobby Moore. Get your life sorted because I want you out of this house after Christmas."

My chin wobbled and tears started to stream down from my eyes but her cold blue eyes which are the same as mine didn't waiver a bit.

"How could you be so cruel, mom?" my voice shake.

She rolled her eyes and walked away as if my pain meant nothing, as if I meant nothing and soon my sister followed the lead.

God, why me? Why can't my own family support me. They always favour Aria over me. Just because she is settled in her life.

I feel like such a failure.

How am I going to find a job and a rental house in a week.

I heard my phone ping and I pulled it out from my pocket, my vision blurred as I watched the video of Nancy riding him and moaning his name played on the screen along with a mocking text from her.

'How are you? Kristie'

I tossed the phone aside, and sobbed. Why did you have to ruin me Morgan? What did I do wrong. I fucking hate you so much.

Anger started to bubble inside me and my feet moved involuntarily. I grabbed my oversized hoodie from the bed and wore it over my thermals and then wore my trainers, securing my caramel hair in a tight ponytail.

I need answers and I am going to get them today.

*

"Wait there...coming" he spoke from the other side but I kept on banging the door "what the fuck...who is--kristie?" my gaze fell on his shirtless body and on the hickeys adorning his neck, it feels like those bite marks are mocking me.

But then I saw his swollen face, it looked painful but he deserved it.

He never let me give him hickey, he used to say he doesn't like being claimed.

He shifted aside making space for me to get inside the apartment, I once called my home.

"What are you doing here, Kristie?"

I looked at him with tearful gaze, trying to find an ounce of love or anything for me but there was nothing.

"Why did you cheat on me?" I asked keeping my voice from trembling.

He raked his fingers through his blonde hair and then let out a deep breath.

"We were about to get married...then why?" I asked, I need to know where I went wrong.

"I am going to be honest, don't get me wrong you are a good person and I forgive you for hitting me that night but--"

He forgives me? I laughed inwardly.

I waited for him to complete his words, which I know are going to break my heart. But I need to listen to them.

He scratches his neck and I swear I want to strangle that bruised neck.

"You are not a wife material Kristie, you are a pushover, you don't have any stable career and Nancy is everything you could never be. Confident, smart and beautiful."

I am not a wife material so he was really using me. I don't have a stable career meanwhile he can live off my expenses.

"Don't worry you will find someone who wouldn't mind your flaws, if you will not behave like a bitch" he said and smiled.

Right, someone who wouldn't mind my flaws, if I behave.

I feel like I have insulted myself by coming here.

"I need my watch back" I spoke.

He frowned and then I saw his face getting red, he is angry "how shallow you can be Kristie, you are pathetic".

I didn't say anything just stared at him calmly and that got him more irritated "are you for real, you are evil" he screamed.

I forwarded my hand in front of him and he removed the watch from his wrist and placed it on my palm with a force.

Without saying anything I walked out of his apartment, while he banged the door shut.

*

As I stepped out of the building, my mouth stretched into a small smirk when I saw his Mercedes parked in the parking lot. He never loved me but he sure loves his Mercedes more than anything.

After all it was the gift he got from his rich friend. He has always been a beggar, always living off from others.

But not anymore I pulled out a baseball bat from my bag. He never let me sit in this car and when one time he allowed me, it hurt me.

'Can you please sit in the back seat, Kristie...I always sit on the passenger seat'.

Those were the exact words of his best friend and the love of his life and he didn't even protest. He didn't care how insulted and hurt I felt that day. Even then he chose her over me.

I took a deep breath as Nancy's face flashed before my lids "goodbye Morgan" I muttered, my fingers trembling, fury buzzing in my veins like a live wire.

Before I could think, I swung.

The bat smashed into the window with a sharp, explosive crack. Glass shattered like ice splintering, raining down at my feet.

I screamed but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.

And the best part I don't care if he sues me for vandalizing his precious car because even then he will be the one to get in trouble because I have the proof of his involvement in money embezzlement, which I am going to use later against him.

I swung again causing the window glass to shatter, I swung the bat on the car hood, imagining his and his best friend's face.

By the time I was done ruining his car, I didn’t even realize tears were slipping down my cheeks. Everything else vanished but the pain inside my chest grew.

I hope they rot in hell.