A bad end but a new beginning......

Ugly bawling into a strangers arms, in my ex boyfriend's house, who ran away screaming in his underwear.....as you can see from that very little detail and description... My life is a mess. To explain what happened, you have to go back approximately 1 hour, it only took one hour for my life to change instantly.

I was walking in a quiet neighbourhood, one that led me to my boyfriend's house (who is now my ex boyfriend). It was a beautiful evening, the wind was perfect as it dramatically blows my curly black hair in the wind, the only problem was my hair was basically an Afro because of the humidity. The evening sun rays being absorbed by my dark skin. I walked over to a nearby puddle to identify the obvious flaws all over my face. Messy mid-length dark hair , which matches the color of my eyes , long eyelashes,slim eyebrows and dark colored lips on the upper part but bright pink on the lower, a face that looked like a somewhat model, but without skincare, it's expensive, a slender body but a tall stature and the dark skin that brings it all together, got my looks and skin from my mom and height and hair length from dad. I miss them sometimes.

As I walked through the typical neighborhood evening it seemed nice to appreciate a few things around me.

The kids were playing in sprinklers, the aunties and moms were gossiping, dads were talking sports while doing an evening barbecue.

It wasn't like I knew them in any way but looking at people have peaceful, normal and happy lives with family and friends gave me good feels, it made me have this unexplainable adrenaline for some weird reason, I felt.....happy. That was about to disappear a few moments later.

I work as a receptionist in one of the biggest companies in the country of Estra, mountelligence, i would have enough money to be comfortable, but necessary expenses always barge in the way, so I live in a pretty small apartment with a roommate, its not much but ill try.

But days like this make me feel content with my life the most, looking at the sky which was pinkish-orange, complement by the poop-shaped white clouds, it was beautiful.

My boyfriend's house was a few blocks away, but every time before I go to his place i feed my favorite stray, Donny, brown and black fur, Black ears, Black nose that copies off her ears that has little pink spots on it, a lavender collar around her furry neck, Something i got for her out of pure selfishness knowing she was a stray but getting it for her anyways because of how adorable i imagined she would look on it. she's basically my pet but I can take her to my apartment because of the 'no pet rule'.

When she saw me coming to her direction she went all hyper and energetic, she ran as quickly as she could to my side, she basically jumped me, licking me all over and barking.

"Stop it donny, stop!" I giggled as I tried to get up, she excitedly barked and ran around in circles.

"okay, okay, since you're such an adorable girl. "

I said petting her head, I reached into my back and brought out a leftover donut I ate for lunch.

"hey girl." I gestured giving it to her, "I'm sorry it isn't so much, but next time.....maybe tomorrow, ill bring some pizza."

I watched as she gobbled up her food, I squatted down in front of her, thinking about how easy life would be if I was a dog. I'd get rid of all my responsibilities and worries and just...be lazy.

"you have it fun, don't you donny?" I sighed as I pet her head.

"well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then baby girl."

I gave her a little hug, stood up and told her goodnight, her response, as always, was licking my fingers and a little whimper.

"don't worry baby, ill see you tomorrow, okay?"

I gave her a last pat on the head and wished her a goodnight, she went back into the ally she always stays and finally went to sleep.

"I promise donny, ill move into a better apartment and take you with me" I whispered to myself

"I promise."

I kept walking down the empty sidewalk, it was running late actually, "maybe I'll stay over".

Walking always made me space out about a few things that happened in my life, sometimes happy thoughts and sometimes sad. "Jeremiah's birthday is right around the corner, maybe I'll buy blue flowers and visit the grave...he loves blue". "Ahhh shit...I'm gonna have nightmares again". I looked up. It was beautiful, the stars looked like glitter on a navy blue surface, that was the only way I can describe it.

As I looked up stupidly continued to walk, I bumped into someone, bumping is clearly an understatement here, I collided into someone, My stuff went flying, and I also went flying along with my stuff.

"I'm so sorry." a man apologized.

"No, no that was on me" I laughed as I stood up "I wasn't watching were I was going, I apologize."

"Should I help you pick up your stuff?" He asked

"No thank you." I answered.

"Well...I'll be going now." He stated

"Oh!.....yes! Okay..feel...free!" I yelled.

He just looked at me awkwardly and left.

"What's wrong with me? Feel free??" I mumbled.

"It's getting late, i have to really get going" o thought.

A few minutes later, I got to his house and I rang the doorbell.

.....

No reply.

I rang it again.

.....

No reply.

I knocked on the door a few times.

.....

No answer.

"Something is wrong." I thought "maybe he isn't home?"

I tried opening the door, it opened. "Maybe he's asleep."

"Aiden...!" I called out.

No reply.

I was getting anxious....

"Babe...!" I yelled "is this a prank, you're seriously scaring me!"

No answer.

The whole house was quiet... I was scared.

A loud thud came from upstairs, my body jolted with fear, I froze in a spot for a while, I couldn't move, it felt like sleep paralysis but I wasn't asleep, I couldn't manage to move even a muscle.

I looked over at the kitchen and saw a big knife on top of the kitchen counter and I thought if anything is gonna happen that is going to be my self defense. Before I knew it I grabbed the knife as fast as I could and just.....waited, waited for something to come out and attack me.

I looked over to the front door which was still open and thought about running away, I really wanted to just drop everything and leave.....I wanted to but I couldn't. The thought of leaving my boyfriend to a potentially dangerous situation scared the living crap out of me, I was not going to let someone I loved die. Not again.

I held on tightly to the knife with both hands, incredibly shaking, it was a massage chair, but....I was scared for my life.

I slowly walked forward, trying not to make any sound, I removed my shoes and slowly put them on the ground, I got to the stairs and I could hear the more noises coming from up the stairs in the bedroom, it wasn't clear.... but the closer I walked to that bedroom,

The clearer it became.

It was at the end of the hallway.

The last room, the door facing my direction.

I walked over to the door, it was a horrendous sight.

I've only felt so much pain, anger and sadness once before. It was a day that will haunt me for the rest of my days.

The day that my curse was born.

But the moment I stepped in that room and saw my boyfriend in bed with another woman.

The curse was here to stay...