I trail my legs through the cold wet rain to knock on the door of my beloved boyfriend, Harry. He never knew I was coming but my Mum kicked me out of the house because I’m apparently a “Teenage wreck”. I finally reach the door and hear a girl and some banging. I guess it’s just him having a friend over, I’m not judge mental like that. Harry does have friends who happen to be girls and I’m not stopping them. As the door opens, I see a face I don’t recognize. A girl, half naked with beautiful blonde hair wrapped up into a ball on the top of her head.
Girl: “What the hell do you want?”
At first I don’t reply because I’m confused. Why is she half naked and why is she being so rude? You don’t think that… He can’t…
Girl: “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?”
She stepped close to me. She looked like she was going to punch me in the face but I’m still so confused.
Me: “I’m Harry’s girlfriend. Who are you?”
I hear steps thumping down the stairs as I hear a voice say, “I said don’t answer the door!” I look up at Harry quickly pushing the girl behind the door. He looks into my eyes in complete guilt. His face dropped. So did mine. He starts to pull me in for a hug but I refuse.
Harry: “I’m sorry, it means nothing”
Me: “Having sex with a rude slut, sorry I mean whore while your girlfriend has walked through hell to see you means nothing? Jog on.”
He tries to grab my shoulders to face him in the pouring rain as I walk away. He stands there, in his garden soaked in his own tears. My anger gets the best of me as I kick one of the plant pots in his garden and smash it. It hurt my foot quite a bit but I felt a bit better. After a minute he runs after me.
Harry: “I’M SORRY. YOU ARE RIGHT. SHE IS A SLUT, I MEAN WHORE.”
I stop and turn to face him. His lips are dripping with water. His hair is soaking wet and pushed back so you could see his face. His clothes are fully soaked. He looks so attractive right now that I was tempted to give in.
Harry: “You can do better than me. I know you can. I never let you go because I liked that feeling of you being mine. I’m sorry.”
Me: “I thought you changed Harry, I really thought you did. Fucking whores will get you nowhere when you have a girlfriend chasing after you. This is the final time that I will cry my eyes out because of what you’ve done to me. I hope you have a nice life Harry.”