I put on my big girl pants and pushed away my fear, and I walked into his room only to find Liam on his bed having sex not just with a female but with a guy too, because there was no way one was enough to cheat on me with. I could feel my heart absolutely shatter into a million pieces as I struggled to hold myself together, and the worst part was that this bastard didn't even notice I was there since he was too busy moaning out TWO people's names.
I knocked on the door calmly to draw attention to myself because there was no way I was going to let a man make me go crazy and make a scene. He turned to me as I waved, trying my best to refrain myself from strangling this idiot who was staring at me in disbelief.
"Baby, I can explain!" he exclaimed, putting on his shorts as I walked out of the room, holding on to my tears like it was the remaining part of my dignity. "Belle, come on, it's not what it looks like,"he said, trailing me outside his apartment like some kind of lost puppy.
"Please listen belle, I love you and you know that," he said dragging me back to face him, I stared at the guy I had spent three years loving and wondered if he actually ever existed or if it was all a façade and I felt a strange sense of deja vu as memories of my parents flooded my head, I wondered if it was my fate to share the same story as them and all I could say to Liam was , "Why don't you go fuck yourself ?", as I watched him widen his eyes in shock , I got closer to him, staring into the eyes that stared at me with that I once thought was love and admiration , "Or you could go fuck them too?, again" I said smiling, hoping that if I smiled hard enough it would stop me from breaking down.
Then I walked away and got into a taxi, where I could finally let all the tears I kept caged away out as they watered down like a fountain till I got home. I couldn't tell if I was angrier at myself for allowing myself to be vulnerable or at him.
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I paid my taxi driver and entered my house with my whole makeup ruined with my tears, staring at Tasha. "He cheated," I managed to say , which made her run towards me and engulf me with a hug. "That smiley idiot," she said, tapping my head gently. We stayed in this position for a while before she went to grab some cake, a blanket, and ice cream. "You know he didn't just cheat on me with one person, right?" I said, sniffling, as Tasha's eyes widened in shock.
"No, this bastard had a threesome, a fucking threesome, because there was no way one was enough; he had to cheat on me with two people," I shouted in anger. "A guy and a girl?" Tasha asked in disbelief, and I nodded my head in response, too ashamed to speak. "I am so embarrassed; how do you give someone the key to your house just to cheat on them? He obviously sees me as some kind of idiot.
He was practically begging me to see them." I managed to say, crying. "I'm actually going to kill him. Who does he think he is?" Tasha replied as she angrily shook her head. "Because there was no way one was enough for Liam, he just had to double it. I am so stupid!" I screamed , staring at the bracelet Liam gave me in silence before throwing it away and beginning yet another marathon of tears as Tasha fed me chocolates.
"You open your heart out and let yourself be vulnerable, let yourself be accepted and seen, thinking this person is the last stop, the one who accepted you even when you have problems accepting yourself then realize it was never real, or maybe I'm not lovable enough, and that's the scary part, wondering if you're not lovable enough," I said, crying like a newborn baby. "Don't you ever say that, Isa. Look at me," Tasha said as she pulled me to face her.
" You're the most lovable person I know. You're so beautiful. I mean, look at you; you even look hot while crying." She said, trying to make me smile, but unfortunately it wasn't working. I wish it did, but the floodgates were already open. "Look, everyone loves you, especially me. I really love you," she said, smiling at me.
" My mom didn't, though, if she's even alive," I replied, referencing the woman who abandoned me when I was five years old. "Pass me the alcohol," I said to Tasha, stretching out my hands. " You don't even drink," she replied in confusion. "So?" I questioned watching her stand up from the couch.
" So...fuck your mom and that obnoxious smiley trust fund kid because we've done enough sulking. It's good to sulk, but what I'm not going to do is watch you sit down here and hate on your amazingly hot self," she said like she was in some kind of commercial.
" I don't know," I replied, laying back on the couch. "Oh, you have to know," she said, dragging me up from my river of sorrow. "We're going to dress up even hotter than we are now, and we're going to try to make you forget Liam, even if it's just for tonight," she said with excitement.