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You're free at last... But for how long?

I couldn't take it anymore. Danielle had pushed me far enough. She was manipulative, jealous, and changing me for the worse. I had lost good friends because of her. She wanted me all for herself and was not willing to share. She threatened me with blackmail and countless other things, but I felt like now was good time to struck. She was vulnerable because our first-year anniversary was approaching in a few days. It was time to end this once and for all.

We had just gotten back from a jazz concert downtown when we arrived at her house. I rolled up in the driveway, and Danielle checked to see if her parents were watching from the window. After inspecting the house, she turned to me and smiled,

"It looks as though we have a little time before I have to go inside..."

She started towards me. I focused on her brown eyes as she came closer and considered whether I was actually going to do this or not. I, being the idiot I was, met her halfway. We kissed slowly. She squirmed in her seat. She was so damn sexual about everything. I stopped kissing her and backed away. I sincerely said,

"Dani, I can't do this anymore."

She was in state of shock. The hair on her arms rose up. She whispered,

"W-what do you mean? D-did I do something wrong?"

I dropped my head. Fuck. Did I not see this coming? Here we go. I slowly leaned back and said,

"N-no. I just... I don't think this relationship is working, and I want to break-up. I am sorry."

Tears of anger and sadness filled her eyes. A flame ignited inside of her, and she yelled,

"YOU NEVER LOVED ME YOU BASTARD! BURN IN HELL!"

She threw the car door open and rushed for the front door. I wanted to yell for her to comeback, but I couldn't say a word. I was frozen in my seat. As she entered her house, I saw the silhouette of her mother in the window. I watched Dani hug her mother from inside, and the light at the front door turned off. I cried my fairshare of tears in the car and drove home through the never-ending darkness.

When I got home, I grabbed my shitty backpack from the corner of my trunk and dragged myself inside. My mother was waiting for me in the living room. She was holding some historical book and looked as happy as ever,

"Hey son!"

I simply walked by, ignoring her statement. She caught the look of my face and knew something was wrong.

"Honey, are you all right?"

The emotion erupted out. I burst into tears and fell to the ground in pain. I cried,

"I broke up with Danielle... I couldn't take it anymore. She treated me like shit, mom!"

My mother rushed to help me up. She comforted me and held my head in her arms,

"Ssssh, ssshhh. It's okay... Bad things like this happen in life, dear. You couldn't control how you felt towards her."

I lifted my face. I was tremendously thankful for her assistance. I closed my eyes and said,

"Yeah, I know, but I still feel bad about it. I mean, I loved her mom... I really did, but it's gone now. I couldn't continue being someone I wasn't..."

My mother hugged me tight. She whispered in my ear softly,

"What matters now is that you're free, dear. The hard part is over. You can move on and forget about her..."

I closed my eyes and felt the safety of my mother's grasp. I replied,

"I sure hope so..."

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