Part 1

In the beginning we fell in love with each other, mutual love you know, the kind that you always long for. We were 18 at this time, considered adults, we went to the same school in Brisbane, our birthdays were only separated by a day, we were next door neighbours and friends since birth, our parents always joked about us getting Married, and here I am with the ring box in my pocket as I go home, for a lovely dinner with my beautiful, kind, loyal, and loving girlfriend who I will propose to. We live in a small apartment in the City of Brisbane, I bought the apartment with money my parents lent me, I’m paying it back, but it’s a nice family loan with no interest, the apartment is small so it didn’t cost that much. Its Christmas today, oh how I love this time of year. We turned 23 in October, both of us finished our Uni degrees last year, I teach College Maths, while she teaches English, we don’t work together though because we got contracts at different schools, I teach at an all-girls school, while she teaches at an all-boys school, she always jokes about how male students flirt with her, she must be trying to make me jealous, I never brought up the fact that a year 10 student confessed to me though. I walk home under the warm afternoon Queensland sun, oh how I love this place, I never want to leave, I’m so happy here and I’m loved in this place too. I walk up the steps to my apartment, I unlock the door and walk up to our room. An arrow pierces my heart, I see something that makes me feel like that at least, and there she is, having sex with one of her students. When they realise I’m there, the kid swears “oh s**t”, but I just stand there completely stunned, I don’t know what to do, but my heart does, before I can even think about it I’m screaming at the top of my lungs “YOU WORTHLESS W***E, I F*****G TRUSTED YOU, I LOVED YOU, BUT YOU GO AND STAB ME IN THE F*****G BACK. BOTH OF YOU GET THE F**K OUT OF MY HOUSE, YOU BOTH BETTER BE GONE BEFORE I COME BACK” I storm out of my apartment, and before I know it I’m running, and tears are streaming down my face, my heart feels like it has been ripped out. I let my legs carry me to wherever it is my heart wants to go, I don’t stop running until I suddenly stop, standing before me is a familiar house, it’s the house I grew up in, the house I left only two years ago. I walk up to the front door, and knock as loud as I can with as much energy as I have left, just as the door opens I pass out, I ran nearly 4 Kilometres without stopping so I’m not surprised.

Author's Note

The first chapter/part, reviews will be appreciated.