CAMPUS NERD'S LOVE

My heart races like a horse in a sprint, against my rib cage, it thumps. My breath is shallow and heavy as I find it hard to take in the air. My head feels as if it has been hit by a train. As those sickeningly heartbreaking words left those lips I used to call mine. "I loved her. Never you". No words came out of me. A lump blocked my throat, and I felt like I was not supposed to be there, ever. "I should've told ya' before. But I think I lost the spark for you. And when I saw Valerie, it just felt right. In the heat of the moment... it just happened", Bradley added. His eyes bores into my teary ones. "... You could've told me sooner", I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper. His unapologetic expression was unsettling. His hands in his jean's pocket and his chest puffed– I hate (love) his cocky demeanor, save me. Just as I was gonna speak, to tell him that I would love to start it all over again, maybe another chance? Because buried beneath those flesh was my heart that burned and ached for him and his attention solely to me. "Brad baby, I was looking for you everywhere... ". That voice! That ugly witch who actually backstabs! I turned around to see that woman, the woman who stole my man away from me, the woman who actually satisfied him and made him feel contented while he just hurled me away as if I was nothing more than a speck of a dust! I watched with wide eyes as that blonde walked past me with a smug glint in her eyes, swaying her hips as she ignored me and walked to Bradley. "Aww, baby, what are you doing here with this... human? ", she wrapped her arms around his neck as she gave me a sideway glance, the type of glance that spoke disgust and pride. Oh, how I wished to strangle her and rip out her larynx! And the way she referred 'human' to my presence made me clench my jaw. I turned back to her, my face twitching in barely restrained anger, ready to bark out and launch at her when I saw Brad casually wrapping his left arm around the curve of her small waist and kissing on her bright red hued lips. My brows dropped, and my fist unclenched. My heart, it ached. Watching him touch another woman like that, watching him press his lip on hers. I felt like the past five months of our relationship were nothing more than mere verbal labels– 'Couples'. We hadn't even ended the things between us clearly, yet, he did it again. He slept with her, and now he even had the audacity to kiss her in front of my witnessing eyes. The irony. My eyes well up at the unpleasant sight of the betrayers. My eyes felt like a sac of warm liquid crystals as one fell right after the other. Feeling so pathetic, I walked away, no, I ran. I ran away like a scared little puppy, as if I was the one at fault, when I was the victim. Hearing the faint chuckles of mockeries from Valerie's mouth made me even more frustrated at why I cried and ran. Yet I didn't stop my pace, I continued to sprint, with a heart so used and burdened that it was almost too heavy to carry anymore. Striding out from the dim alley near the school confines, my mind was fixated on the terrible events that took place, and to reach for the comfort of my bed. My steps were heavy, my vision was continuously blurred with my cascade of tears. I rubbed at my tears away, yet a new one fell, and just made it worse. I was tired–physically and emotionally, done with everything I was. I quietly sobbed my way back to my house. Avoided any neighbors and onlookers that certainly saw my disheveled appearance, my tear-stained cheeks, red-puffed eyes and nose. Oh, I wish I just teleported back to my bedroom and cried my heart out to my pillow. "I hate him! I hate her!", my soul screamed silently.