#2 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
To all the people who thought no one could read their masked emotions.
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"GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE." The heavy voice of Abhishek Malhotra echoed in...
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A
nd she left.
She left making me feel like the biggest loser in my life. She left, making me think that I was an Asshole for thinking that love is something that could come to me.
She broke me. She betrayed me as if I was an enemy to her. She crushed my hope for a happy future, she fucking stabbed me in my heart when she knew that I was fucking weakest with it.
I am standing like a lifeless fucking statute in my penthouse which I called home once. My body is burning in rage and all I see is Red.
I lifted my head to get some air but my throat was aching, and my eyes were burning. I opened my eyes to see myself surrounded by Red Roses.
These roses are making my anger fume more. The only thing in front of me was a chair. I picked it up and threw it towards the mirror in front of me breaking it into million pieces.
FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!!
My heavy horse yell echoed in the empty penthouse making me know that I was left alone. The same way when I was little. The way my mother left us and me. The same way when I thought she loved me but I was stupid then and now.
A lonely tear fell off my tear making me aware that I was a fool to think she loved me. To think she would never betray me. To think she is my safe space. To think that I can cry in her arms when the world turns against me.
The only thing I want right now is to do something that could ease my salted wounds, and I was unable to find a way. And then my eyes landed on another chair. I took two long strides and gripped my hand around the chair.
