Another love

chapter 12

Wait, are you saying you caught Atlas with another woman? The expression on Emily's face was priceless, filled with surprises, like a thunderbolt hitting an umbrella, her eyes wide with disbelief. "I saw him, Emily." My voice cracked as tears streamed from my eyes down my face. I was in so much pain that my heart felt like it had been stabbed by thousands of knives, like a mirror dropped on concrete.At first, I did not believe it when I saw the text message. ********** **************************Walking down the hallway feeling tired and drained from today's class, even with my tired look, I still had a smile on my face, my Atlas, trying to wrap things up for today and spend the remaining time with me. I'm really glad; my injury was all healed up, leaving only a tiny scar. The doctor said it was a miracle, lol. I still remembered the look on Atlas face when he saw me one morning with my face almost healed up. Not just him; everyone in school was surprised. Murmuring and gossip could be heard from all corners. I smiled, remembering when a student came to meet me and asked if I had surgery. With a smile on my face, I was ready to face the night with my love. Then my phone beeped, interrupting my thoughts. "Come see the man of your dreams" with an address.Curiosity and confusion warred within me as I hesitated to understand what the message was all about. Part of me was telling me to ignore it while the order was pushing me to check it out. "It wouldn't hurt to check," I told myself. Hailing a cab down to the mysterious address, countless thoughts in my head, I know right, "I trust my boyfriend; there's nothing serious going on; it's just a harmless prank.".The other side of me is screaming, "Go back, go back. Forget about the text." Well, I guess it's too late, as the cab arrived at the destination. Taking a deep breath in, I said, This is it. Breath in, breathe out. Practically nervous and shaking over the edge.Well, this is it. I whispered as I opened the door.Oh, stairs, I thought as I walked through, and towards one of the rooms in the empty house, it was the third room. On the second floor, once I'm standing out the door, I hear moaning. WTF?? Isn't that a woman's voice? I listened closer, trying to confirm if I heard things right. I know a woman's voice; I know a man's voice. What the f**k is Atlas doing in that room? Why are they moaning? The sound sent a chill down my spine. I trembled and pushed the door open to see my boyfriend in bed with another girl. Their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. What the hell is going on here? I yelled, my body trembling from what I just witnessed. No, I will not give them satisfaction. No, I will not. Different conversations and thoughts are running through my mind. Different emotions all at once. She was f*****g smirking at me, that b***h. She sets this all up. This b***h got some nerves. I thought, Babe, it's not what you think, Atlas said, running to me. I think I slipped. Really, that's the best he could come up with; he slipped, like, who the hell gives that lame excuse? Cut me that crap. You slipped, and her v****a miraculously cut you. You slipped naked. Cut me that crap; my eyes welled in tears. The pain was something I just couldn't bear. As I turned and ran, the pain and anger threatening to consume me, tears flowed freely as I stumbled down the stairs, my heart broken into a million pieces. *************************************************************** Oh my God, "Emily's eyes widened with disbelief," like saucers of shock, filled with uncomprehending horror as I told her what happened. I could say she was not taking it, and suddenly I felt like a hopeless cub, and Emily was the protective mama bear. I've never cried so hard before. I sobbed uncontrollably, my body shaking with grief, choking in my own tears from the betrayal, and my vision blurring. Stop crying, my love. Her barely audible voice creaked with empathy, as she was also sucked into her own world, struggling to contain her emotions, her arms enveloping me in a warm embrace.*********************************************†***

A mysterious figure appeared, offering me a drink. "Ma'am, a drink for you by Mr. Anonymous," he said, his eyes shining with secrets. A drink?? I hesitated. Sorry, who is this man? Great, he left without answering my question. A little note on the bottle read, "Take care, princess. Enjoy the night while you can." It felt creepy at first; a shiver ran down my spine, but who cares? As I pushed the feeling aside, drinking all the content in the bottle with one gulp, suddenly I felt free and un bothered; I could do anything. Mixing myself in the crowd, dancing without a care in the world, tipsy, ready to take any decision I could regret later The room began to spin, and I realized I might have made a grave mistake by taking that drink. Unable to control my body, hot, hot, everywhere was f*****g hot. My hormones are raging on fire. Trying hard to breathe and controlling myself felt like the toughest solution right now. My body is feeling heavy and unresponsive. "Come, baby girl," an unfamiliar voice whispered in my ears. "Let me help you ease your stress, Senorita." Their evil laugh sent shivers down my spine, and I knew I was in trouble."

As I tried to struggle, struggle to keep my eyes open, open till I was surrounded by darkness.