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The End of the Road

It all started to go downhill when my boyfriend started speaking to another girl behind my back, sending text messages and meeting up with her for a ‘chat’ as he used to say. I never believed anything he said. Neither did my friends or family. Why should we have? Before we got together he was known as a player and someone who continuously flirted with girls even if he had a girlfriend, but after we got together he toned it down and I thought he had changed. I’m fed up with the way he is treating me, I know I deserve better.  How did I know that the day I decided to confront him was the day I would never see him again? 

I decided to go to Daniel’s the morning after I had found out about the text messages to talk to him about it but when I got there he wasn’t there, so I asked his sister if she knew where he went, she told me he had told her that he was coming to mine, why would he lie about that? Especially to his sister. Oh well he was probably going to mine and I was coming to his, I pushed the more likely scenarios to the back of my mind, I didn’t want to think about him and the other girl.  After that I went back home secretly hoping I was right and Daniel was going to be at mine when I got home, but he wasn’t. So where was he?  

That night I had planned to go out with the girls, which would put me off he thought of Daniel for a few hours. So when the time came for the girls to come over I was getting excited and my mind was free of Daniel for the first time in the last 48 hours. It was lovely to be away from the whole idea of Daniel sneaking around behind my back and to be with my girls, getting ready to go out on the town.  

It was 4am when I stumbled home from the club, I just wanted my bed but at the same time I wanted Daniel but then as usual I tried to push him to the back of my mind but it didn’t work I just constantly thought about him, that night I ended up crying myself to sleep. The morning...
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