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I storm out of the restaurant, tears streaming down my cheeks.
That was so embarrassing! And humiliating! I just need a cab now! I want to go home!
"Mabel! Mabel!"
The sound of his voice makes me more furious. I brush away the tears before I turn back to look at him. I can see that he ditched his waiter uniform for some jeans and black leather jacket.
"You must have enjoyed that scene, Breaker." I smirk. "You wanna thank me?"
"I want to give you a ride." Breaker says. "And for the record, there was nothing to enjoy about what those women did to you. I know you're not a home-wrecker."
"f**k off."
I walk away.
"Atleast let me help you!" He shouts. "You look like s**t. You're not going to get a cab looking like that. Come on, accept my kindness."
"f**k off, Breaker!"
"Why are you still so angry at me?" He gets closer. "Just because we're exes doesn't mean we can't be friends."
"I would rather chew my vomit than be friends with you."
"That's disgusting." He chuckles. "And funny. You're still funny."
"I said f**k off!" I push him away in rage.
"Why are you so angry?" He asks with a laugh as he gets closer again.
"Because of you, Breaker!" I snap. "Every time I see you, I get angry! I remember what you did and I can't help being angry at you!"
I sigh in relief when a cab stops and I jump in the backseat.
I just want to go home.
****
I'm in a big white t-shirt.
No bra.
Just my big granny panties.
My long dark hair tossed up in a bun.
I'm sitting on the carpet, my legs crossed against each other. My sweet dog, Brix, is plopped up on the floor right next to me.
I'm drinking with my two best friends; Wendy and Lex who also happen to be my roommates.
A half-filled bottle of tequila is in the middle, with two glasses. Wendy doesn't drink.
I grab the bottle of tequila and fill up my glass the third time.
I was trying so hard not to cry but the lump is burning in my throat with every glass I take.
"I knew it! I knew that d**k couldn't be trusted!" Wendy rebukes him for the millionth time. "It was suspicious how he had proposed within a few weeks and was rushing things. Stupid sicko!"
Lex quirks an eyebrow looking at Wendy.
"But you said you liked the guy and couldn't wait for them to get married."
Wendy flips her short curly brown hair.
"That was two weeks ago, Miss. I was young, stupid and naive then, okay?"
"It was actually two days ago."
"Was it?"
I can't help but giggle.
The giggle turns into a laugh.
A loud bitter laugh.
I drink up to avoid crying but the tears choke my throat and I finally surrender.
My dog crawls closer and makes a low growl as he licks my wet cheeks.
Lex pulls me in a tight embrace, stroking my hair gently.
The embrace feels good and comforting but it's not enough to forget all the events that just happened.
The embarrassment! The humiliation! Most of all, the heartbreak! The betrayal! The deceipt. The disappointment!
I thought Axel was the one.
I wanted him to be the one.
Once again, I'm the fool.
Fooled because of love.
Lex pecks the top of my head.
"A small d**k is not worth crying over, dude."
Wendy gasps and laughs.
"Wait, he had a small dangling and no one even told me!!!"
I roll my eyes, rubbing off the tears.
"Guys, Axel and I have never had s*x!"
"Thank God!" Wendy sighs in relief.
"But you told us you made out severally," Lex points out. "And not once did you mention you felt his thing bulge and press against you. So I concluded it's tiny."
The girls roar with laughter, making me laugh too.
"And that's a rule! We don't cry over tiny little dicks." Lex continues. "And thank God you didn't get f****d by that warthog! It would be a waste of sin!"
I choke on my drink.
"Did you just call him a warthog?"
"Yes, an ugly disgusting warthog to be precise," Lex adds.
"Breaker called him the exact same thing!" I say to their surprise and they all gasp.
"You're talking to that good for nothing goat again!" Wendy snaps.
"No! Never! He was a waiter at the restaurant." I take a gulp of my tequila. "I saw him today."
"So he finally got himself a job," Wendy ridicules.
"He'll drink away all that salary," Lex scoffs.
Wendy narrows her eyes at me.
"I hope you didn't tip him."
I snicker.
"I'd rather watch all my money burn in flames than tip that useless piece of shit."
There's a myth that humans are made of mud but Breaker, he's made of s**t. Pig s**t, for that matter. I don't know what I ever saw in him... I literally cringe thinking of a time that I used to kiss him... Yakh!
"You home-wrecking w***e! "
The insults ring in my head and tears well up in my eyes again.
I've been through so much heartbreak in my life. And with every heartbreak, I always think that I'll get used to this. Or it will be less painful and easier the next time.
But no!
It tears my heart apart. It's so much more painful and even harder. I'm still not immune to heartbreak. Even after all the times my heart has been broken in the hands of men who didn't love me.
"You know, that guy doesn't deserve you." Wendy says. "He's someone's husband. You dodged a bullet right there! He's not worth your tears, Mabel. You shouldn't be crying over that asshole..."
"But I was inlove with that asshole! I saw my future with that asshole! I wanted a family with that asshole! Kids with that asshole! I wanted forever with that asshole so don't tell me not to cry over that asshole! Because it's all I can do, Wendy! But how would you know that?"
I laugh bitterly as I vent.
"How would you understand why I am crying when you have the perfect relationship! The perfect man! You and Wayne are perfection! I wanted what you two have with that asshole. So I understand it when you don't understand why I'm crying over that asshole."
Lex coughs awkwardly.
"Uhhh... dude, I think you've had too much to drink..."
I'm still staring at Wendy.
"Drunk people are the most honest."
A phone rings.
Wendy's phone.
She picks up quickly.
"Yes, babe? Oh s**t! I forgot. Let me get ready!"
Wendy hangs up swiftly and clears her throat. "That was Wayne..."
Wendy takes my hand.
"I know I should be sitting on the floor with you crying over that asshole but I have to leave for my dinner date. Please forgive me! Or kill me when I come back."
Lex growls.
"You're always choosing d**k over us!"
Wendy glares at Lex.
"I always go on dinner dates with Wayne on Sunday nights. It's a must. For our relationship.
"Your best friend just got her heart broken and she needs us!" Lex growls.
"Hey it's okay... just go, Wendy. Wayne needs you," I mumble.
Wendy pecks me on the forehead.
"I love you, Sugarplum."
She turns to look at Lex.
"If you were in a serious relationship, you would understand."
"Yes, I understand that you're dickmatised," Lex mumbles.
"What did you just say?" Wendy spins to look at her
Lex fakes a wide grin.
"That I love you, my queen."
Wendy scoffs.
"The feeling is mutual, peasant."
Lex grits her teeth as she watches Wendy disappear to her room.
"I'm going to kill her one of these days!" Lex swears.
"Shut up! You know you love her!"
"Not more than I love you, dude." Lex pulls me in a warm hug again.
I sigh as I lie on her chest. It's so flat you'd mistake her for a boy.
"I'm so lucky to have you guys." My voice fades into a whisper.
Brix sits on my lap and growls, trying to fit in. He's the cutest brown dog.
"We are lucky to have each other," Lex rubs my back gently.
Lex is a sweet soul that's of Asian descent. She's Korean. She's just so attractive with those little cute hazel eyes and her ruddy flawless skin matched perfectly with a cropped copper hair. She's so petite but is a sucker for big hugs.
Wendy steps out of her room in a stunning tangerine dress that hugs her slender body so tightly, I wonder if she's breathing. On her hand is a black overcoat. Her curly hair is tied up in a simple ponytail and she's just I simple make up. She never needs much anyways.
I always felt like the creator did some makeup on Wendy before He sent her to earth. She's black, or rather colored and I've always kind of envied her tanned brown smooth skin and her long brown curly hair. In high school, everyone called her pretty because of her big brown eyes, her sharp pointed nose, her full lips and ofcourse her perfect slender body.
Almost every guy wanted her and they sent her roses and letters regularly but she just wanted Wayne.
She only had eyes for Wayne.
And because she's Wendy, she got Wayne.
And even after high-school and college, they are still together. Still going strong.
"I look ugly, right?" Wendy asks in worry.
Lex rolls her eyes.
"That's your cheap way of fishing for compliments. Not today satan!"
"You look stunning!" I compliment.
"I love you, Mabel," she says sweetly.
"You love d**k more!" Lex is quick to respond. "Now leave before I get even madder at you!"
Wendy pokes her head at the door.
"Don't forget to do the dishes!"
Then she slams the door.
It's my turn to do the dishes tonight.
Ugh!
Someone shoot me in the head now!
I flicker my lashes at Lex.
"Please do the dishes for me."
Lex frowns.
"You know I hate doing the dishes more than I love you so don't give me that look!"
I pour some tequila into my glass.
"I want to die!"
"Not before you do the dishes, please." Lex teases.
I chuckle as I gulp down the drink.
"Okay, that's enough." Lex snatches the bottle of tequila.
I'm about to grab it back when the doorbell rings.
Lex quickly stands.
"I'm clearly the sober one. I'll get the door."
"I'm not drunk!" I defend myself.
She goes get the door and carries the bottle with her. I must follow her and get the bottle. I want to drink more!
My heart stops when Lex swings the door open.
"Axel!"
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