You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending, So much for my happy ending
~My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne

Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead. ~Adele

Chapter 1: Fuck You and These Bitches!

It hurt.

Everything was perfect but in reality it wasn't. I should have known. Known that it was too good to be true and that it only ever happens in fairy-tales.

Yes, my heart was recently broken, to be specific one hour and seventeen minutes ago.

God, I feel pathetic knowing the exact time my heart broke. Maybe I'll wake up and it shall all be a dream. Sadly I know that won't happen. Everything was all surreal. It felt like a dream.

Have you ever had a dream where your making an important speech and all of a sudden everyone's laughing at you? You don't understand why until you glance down at yourself and see your clothes had mysteriously vanished.

That moment when your feeling ashamed, embarrassed, and foolish, is exactly how I felt when I thought I would surprise Marcus.


It's all the surprise was. Trying to do something nice for the person you love but realizing they a) never felt that way or b) they just realized that you're not want they want and you can't fit in their world.

Option B would be me. He was gorgeous, rich, and from the right side of town. Well, I was the opposite. I was from the wrong side of town, what most people call the "ghetto," I was/am broke as shit, and I'm not stunningly gorgeous or beautiful. I know I'm not ugly or any shit like that.

I'm just not the type of girl he wants. He wants arm candy. Blonde with big blue eyes, has the face, has the body, people like me would kill for.

Fuck that shit! I love my body. I have boobs. Huge boobs and I hadve an ass. I loved them. I wasn't flat chested with no booty like the bitches he wanted. So fuck him and these skinny ass bitches!

But seeing him in that moment with that bitch made me realize that I didn't belong in that world. His world. I didn't belong with him. That was the saddest part. I could of stayed and tried to "fix" what was left of our relationship.


He cheated, so I ran back to his house packed up the clothes that I had brought to his house when he asked me to move in with him and bought with my money. I left with everything I owned that he did not buy me. I wasn't a woman that need to be taken care of or bought. All I wanted was a family. Thats it. I didn't and still don't want his money or his fancy ass house or clothes.

I left a small note. I mean I couldn't leave just out of the blue without telling him. That would just be wrong.

I don't need him. I could find someone, someone who would love me for all my faults and not cheat on me.

Thats why I'm sitting in my run down car, crying, and driving to God knows where.

Author's Note

Hey everyone! This is a story that came randomly to me today. So, I thought I give it a try and write a story!

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