My ex and I were in a 1-year and 3-month relationship. This boy literally drove past me last night, and 30 minutes later, I started calling him. He didn’t pick up my calls, and he ignored my texts. I kept calling, so I decided to go to his place since he wasn’t responding. I got to his place and noticed his car wasn’t in the compound, so I passed through the kitchen door to enter his apartment. Mind you, for the past year, we’ve had access to each other’s houses freely. I mean, we can visit without calling first. I took the key to his room, opened his door, hid my slippers, and put the key back where it was before. I was inside his room waiting. I noticed there were corporate clothes on the bed, so I suspected he went out on a date.
Around 11:30pm, he started calling me, but I ignored the call because I didn’t want him to know I was in his house. He texted, saying he was sorry and that he was playing a game earlier and didn’t hear his phone ring nine times.🙂 I didn’t reply to the text, so he said he was driving to my house since I wasn’t replying. A few minutes later, I heard his car outside the gate, so I ran to the bathroom to hide. He came down from the car and came straight to his room window to check if I was inside—maybe his mind told him to check first. When he saw nobody was there, he told the girl to come out of the car, and both of them walked into the room. 🙂
I came out from the bathroom, and the shock on his face was beyond this world. The girl walked out, and he went outside too. Immediately, I took my bag and left. I didn’t say a word to the girl or my so-called ex. I was just walking on my own, and this was around 12 am. This boy started walking towards me, and he had the audacity to tell me, “Hope you know you can’t get a bike to take you home at this time.” I cur$ed at him, then he went back to meet the girl. After a few minutes, I was able to get a bike to my house. I blocked this f00l everywhere, and I don’t know how he still had access to texting me, saying he was stoopid for h-urting me this way.
But if I hadn’t caught him, he would have enjoyed his night so well. And guys, I just did an abortion, and he’s even aware that I have health complications. To cut the story short, I tried to thug it out, but I woke up traumatized because what I saw at his place keeps playing in my head over and over again. I need something to take this pain away. Love is bullshit. ✌️
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