BROKEN SOULS THIRTEEN

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

TARA POV

I opened a black box with white dots it contained letters and pictures of Justin and me.

''I thought you loved me Justin, but instead, you betrayed me with my own best friend.''

I still remember that horrible day like it was yesterday.

FLASHBACK

I was very excited it was our sixth month anniversary. When I invited Justin to have breakfast with me he refused to claim that he wasn't feeling well.

An hour later I decided to pay him a surprise visit at his apartment I brought all his favorite movies and snacks.

Ten minutes later I arrived at his flat Justin had told me that he was going to the hospital for a checkup. So I decided to use the spare because I know where he kept it.

A moment later I unlocked the door closing it quietly behind me and I placed the stuff I brought on the kitchen island.

Suddenly I heard funny noises coming from the coming from upstairs I froze in my tracks dazed, maybe Justin had come back early I thought to myself.

I made my way to his bedroom all I could hear were groaning sounds and a lot of moaning I felt a twisting sensation in my stomach when I turned the doorknob.

I gasped in horror clamping my hand over my mouth.

My best friend Juliet was on top of my boyfriend Justin stark naked in the apartment I bought him.

‘’Baby I can explain’’ pleaded Justin and I shook my head in disbelief.

‘’I thought you were at the hospital sick, but you’re here busy fucking my best friend on the bed I even bought you with my own money.’’

And you have the decency to do it on our anniversary I sob.

‘’Juliet how could you betray your own best friend? I demanded angrily.

She just remained silent and bowed her head in shame.

''This scene just sickens me it's over Justin!'' I yelled and walked away leaving them dazed. I rushed downstairs tears rolling my cheeks.

That son of a bitch had the guts to cheat on me after all I did for him.

I opened the door and went back home my phone kept exploding with texts from and calls from Justin claiming that he was sorry.

‘’Screw him!’’

I smashed my phone across the wall in anger and the device went off. I had no one to talk to my father had gone on a business trip to Russia.

The luxurious comfort of my bedroom just somehow added to my miserable state.

I lost trust in love and relationships, but in some way I found myself falling in love with Andrew.

PRESENT TIME

I took out a matchbox and lit one stick setting the pictures and letters on fire. I watched them slowly burn to ashes a tear rolled down my cheek and I wiped it away with the back of my hand.

''I've overstayed my welcome in Australia and gotten heartbroken in the process.''

I can’t stay here anymore.

I took out my phone and booked a flight to Italy. I began to pack all my clothes in my silver suitcase staying here was only going to remind me of Andrew.

I had fallen in love with him, but he didn't feel the same way about me and that's what hurt the most. In case Andrew and my dad Timothy ever came looking for me I decided to write a letter.

‘’DEAR DAD OR ANDREW AM LEAVING THE COUNTRY FOR A WHILE. AM GOING TO ITALY TO CLEAR MY HEAD A BIT TAKECARE OF YOURSELVES.

LOVE TARA.

I folded the piece of writing and placed it in the center of the bed.