It Should Have Been Like This

ightning struck the poles and the ground occasionally, but it didn't bother me. Nothing could bother me at this point. I felt numb and cold

hide the shame that is me and my body enveloped in a baggy sweatshirt. I caused it, I caused everything. I should have just minded my business and stayed on my own. I should have gone the other way that night. I thought it was fate

ut boy was I wrong. What was I thinking in the first place? Destiny? There's no such thing as destiny. If there was, my mother wouldn't have died. If there was such a thi

ve proven that to you times without number. Why do you keep doubting my love for you?!" The words that made me halt on my joyful sway to his office; the furious words that made me freeze at the door.

promised to give me the papers to her mother's company, so what are you still waiting for?! You already have all the documents!!!" My heart stopped whe

tating. His reason didn't make any sense, yet it was true and I was a fool. Peyton, the woman he introduced to me as his best friend, was his lover and fiancee. And of cour

't feel pity for them but the fact that I was disowned with nothing left than the pain of heartbreak and betrayal, the agony of my perf

orm could compare to the pain in my chest and my bones. The memories of our time together and the lies I skipped

was weak and failing me, but I kept walking. I felt nausea all of a sudden, it hit me as fast and hard as a menstrual cramp. I

head, hitting my skull in a way that made my brain throb. The pain ended as quickly as it came because

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t was throbbing too. Tears flowed down my cheeks and fell on the test result. Someone saved me, someone picked me up from the corner of the road and took me to the hospital. I

, I was

he baby because I thought he would be there for me. It should have been like that; him and I, together, but it was not. My whole life was already upside down.