Have you ever thought about killing someone?
I have. I wouldn't actually do it, I'm not psycho... I don't think. I just know that I've thought about it there's two people in my mind right now one being my ex boyfriend and the other being the ugly skanky bitchy girl he cheated on me with! I should've seen it coming, the signs were there I just ignored them I didn't want it all to be true.
Me and Sam were together 6 years, to the day! I found him cheating ON our anniversary. I had finished work early to surprise him before he got home from work too, I had bought food, candles, sexy lingerie the lot! Before I opened our apartment door I could hear this girl, moaning his name over and over again. I just froze in place and couldn't move "this can't be happening" I said to myself my voice no more than a whisper.
I finally plucked up the courage to walk into the apparent, I slammed the door behind me loud enough so they could both hear that I was home.
"Shit!" I heard Sam shout. Shit indeed... shit was about to hit the fucking fan!
"Layla! Baby! What are you doing home so early" Sam said to me walking out of OUR bedroom while putting his top on!!
"Don't baby me Sam!, I came home early to celebrate our anniversary, clearly you decided to celebrate it with some slag in our bed this year!"
"You wasn't meant to be home for another 2 hours" perfect excuse Sam , bravo!
"REALLY?! That's your excuse?, I can't even look at you right now!"
I ran into our bedroom WHERE THE GIRL WAS STILL LYING NAKED IN OUR BED!, I grabbed her clothes off the floor and threw them at her
"Get changed and get out of my apartment now!" I screamed at her I walked back out where Sam was standing.
"How could you do this Sam? Why would you do this?"
He just stared at me... blankly as if what he had done was normal and I didn't need an explanation
"ANSWER ME" I screamed
He just laughed at me, he laughed in my face. I grabbed the nearest thing next to me (which was the tv remote) and threw it at him. I then ran back into our bedroom grabbed my suitcase from the top of my wardrobe put all of my clothes in and grabbed everything I could that was mine out of every room.
"If you don't tell me why that girl was in our apartment, in our bed naked! right now I'm leaving and you'll never see me again!" I said with tears streaming down my face
"Layla..." that's all he could manage, there was no explanation for what he had done, no apology, nothing. I took the suitcase in one hand my car keys in the other and I left. I waited in the hallway for about 5 minutes but he never followed me... I don't think he cared that I found out I think he was relived.
The first thing I did when I got in my car was ring my best friend Callie, I was crying way too hard for her to understand what I was trying to tell her but she knew that it wasn't good news.
"Come over now, drive safe. I love you" she said to me before hanging up the phone. That made me cry more!