♠️THE MAFIA'S SLAVE♠️
A man asks as I walk through the streets and I nod my head before mentally slapping myself to get my shits together.
I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me. So what if he broke up our engagement just few weeks to our wedding? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all.
Like he said, he isn't into me anyone and he has someone new, someone that he loves. Someone that he doesn't want to let go. Someone that he wants to get married to and that someone isn't me.
My only problem is that I had allowed myself to fall too deep in love with him. I should have listened to everyone when they were saying it. I shouldn't have fallen in love with him but I had allowed myself to and now, this is what I get in return.
"Young lady, ate you okay? Do you need help?"
Yes, I need help. Help me, my heart is breaking too hard and I'm slowly losing it, I don't know what to do. All I want to do right now is to go home and cry brains out on the bed and that's exactly what I would do.
That's exactly what I'm going to do.
Pushing along the large crowd that gsthers along the road for no damn good reason that I don't even know about, I wipe away my tears as I try to keep my head up straight and that's when my phone starts vibrating.
At first I ignored it but it gets even louder and it just keeps on ringing which was really annoying and I had no other choice but to pull it out from my bag.
I stare at the message across my screen and immediately I feel like finding him wherever he is and choking him to death.
~Im so sorry for what I did Emily but I had been planning on doing this for a long time, I just couldn't continue deceiving you when I don't even love you anymore.~
The message reads and I scoff. You don't love me anyone? Did he just said that he doesn't love me anymore and he's been planning on doing this for a long time?
Why didn't he do this before he fucking proposed to him and asked me to get married to him?
Why didn't he do this when he said he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me?
Why not then? Why now? Why now that I felt like everything was finally perfect in my life and I don't need anything anymore.
Why now when I thought that he was the perfect man for me and I'm finally going to be able to spend the rest of my life with someone?
Why now?! Just why? Why?!
"I'm okay. I'm fucking okay, stop asking me that stupid fucking question as if I told you that something is wrong with me. I'm fucking okay so just leave me the fuck alone!"
I yell right back without even bothering to turn back and see who's talking to me. I didn't have to anyways because I know it would be one of those ones asking if I'm okay. Do I look like I'm not?
𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟.
My subconscious screamed at me but I cared less about that right now.
"Very well. Have it your way then."
The person says and before I realize what next is happening, everything went blank.