I looked round the room and smiled to myself.
Well done Anna
It has been 3 months since my boyfriend left me and even though I don't show it, I am broken by all the damage he has done to me in that period of time.
He convinced my parents that I am a Wh*re and I don't deserve a home because I carried his child. He even denied that the child in my womb was his.
At first, I was angry more than sad because he was everywhere even after he said we were done, he was in my head, my thoughts, my sub-concious,and even in my dreams and the worst part was that he was a celebrity.
I hated that fact but who am I to argue with the rich?
I walked towards the door to pick up the remaining boxes that laid untouched outside my new flat.
I had to move out of the flat he rented for me in the estate that he owned because it hurt and even though he said I could stay but on the condition that I abort my child and I disagreed, he then went on to tell my parents the crap that they fell for...
I am currently 7 months pregnant and I am waiting for delivery, I would never hurt the child in my womb for a man.. I picked up the last box and slammed the door before heading towards the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
I gulped it down like a thirsty woman that lived in the Sahara all her life.
Hmm, I suddenly want chips..
I went to the living room where I dropped my phone and sent a text to my brother
Me: Hey asshole, grab me a bag of chips on your way here ok?:-)
He responded moments later,
Adrian:Be polite and I will think about it^_^
Me:You don't wanna play that game with a pregnant woman:-D
Adrian:I ain't scared of you, do your worst...just kidding I will buy every flavor you like ok?:-)
Me:Thanks❤️
My elder brother has been living with me since I moved here and I can't say I hate it, he owns the flat and he let me use it the moment he reliased that my ex was a jack ass...and he supported me when my parents wouldn't and I love him for that..
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