My Ex-Husband

Chapter 1

Beginning

I was restless as I waited for him in the park. I'm nervous because we're going to meet my boyfriend. I don't know, even though he's my boyfriend I still can't help but be nervous and mischievous with him. Maybe he's my first boyfriend.

I was holding a box with only a gift. That's the truth. Our first anniversary today. I no longer expect him to surprise me because I know he doesn't like to make surprises so I made an effort to make our first anniversary memorable.

It's enough for me to be with him now because we only meet once because he's busy studying and so am I. In fact, I am still a working student and we are not the same school.

A few moments later I saw him. My heart was beating so fast.

I can’t help but blush every time I see his handsome face. Her body is so perfect. I never thought I would have a boyfriend like him. But I didn’t love him just because of his face.

I greeted him then hugged him very tightly. I miss him, too. I was a little disappointed because he didn't even hug me back. Okay, I understand. This one is also moody.

"Happy First Anniversary," I greeted him happily and then handed him my gift.

This is his favorite hat and hoddie jacket. It's a bit expensive so I actually saved my pocket money and my salary just to buy it.

"Let's end this," he said in a very cold voice. My happy face was replaced by astonishment.

"Let's break up."

My world almost collapsed because of what he said. The pain inside seemed to be squeezing my heart.

“H-huh? B-why? W-did I do something wrong? Sorry, please don't. I can not do it. Not now, please, ”I said trembling.

“You just agreed. I’m tired! This relationsh*t is just a waste of time! ”

“Just because of that will you break up? Relationsh*t? Is that how our relationship is for you? ”

“Yes! I don't love you anymore — oh, wait I don't love you anymore! Being your boyfriend in one f*cking years is like in hell. Our relationship is just a sh*t. You’re just my toy. You just dare! We just bet you. And now the dare is over. You’re free. "

At the same time as my tears were falling, I let go of the gift I was holding. The pain of making me look like he didn't even love me. It was as if my heart was broken. Is that all? Why? Why did he cheat on me? Why did he do that to me? Am I a bad person to be hurt like this?

“It hurts you to speak. You are the only man I loved and then you cheated on me. Please, don't be like this, don't be like that, ”I cried begging him.

"It's over," he said shaking then turning his back on me. But I immediately chased after him and grabbed his hand. Stupid if stupid, but I love him.

"Do not leave me. I love you. I can not do it. Please, also say you loved me a little bit, even just now, even if it's not true, tell me. . . please. ”

“Don’t touch me. We’re done! I’m done with you. So stop hoping because I don't love you! You were just my damn ex, toy! ” he then shook my hand and left. It hurts. It was as if my heart had been crushed over and over again.

He left me alone. He left me crying. He left me hurt. He left me hopeless.

Tonight, in our first anniversary, he left me as his damn ex girlfriend!

I love him, but how can I accept the fact that from now on

"I'm just his ex.?

"Are you okay, Thea?"

"H-huh?"

"You were stupid before and then did you cry?" Sister Vin — one of my co -workers here at the restaurant — asked me in astonishment.

After that happened I went straight to work even though I was weak from what happened I still worked. It's necessary for my studies and my family.

"It's OK. I didn't cry just because it was probably late, ”I replied and then continued washing the dishes.

Yes, I only have a dishwasher here. When I come home from school, I go here immediately. I'm home at 11 PM. It's late, but I still have to endure.

I'm still a grade twelve student. I don't even want to be accepted here at my place of work because I'm too young, but it's good that Ate Vin and I asked.

My colleagues here did not know that I had a boyfriend then. I just hid that from everyone especially my family. He also didn't come here when we were together.

I remember him again. If it wasn't embarrassing, I would have cried all over it. The pain still, I can't accept.

"Okay. If you have a problem just tell me so I can help. ”

“Yes, Sister Vin. Thank you. ”

"Nothing, Thea," he replied with a smile. He's really smart. He is five years older than me. He no longer studies so compared to me he has more time at work. There are also as many costumers eating here so there is really no rest.

"I'll be the first, Sister Vin."

"All right, be careful, Thea." I just nodded at him then left.

I'm on my way home. I'm just walking, it's a pity because I'm going to spend that fare. Another is not scary because there are streetlights. About fifteen minutes maybe before I get home.

While walking I couldn’t help but remember what happened earlier. I just looked up at the sky because of the tears that dripped down my cheeks. The pain of what he did. It's our first anniversary. I thought he was, but he wasn't. I was so blinded and amazed at my love for him.

First love, first heartbreak. This is how it hurts to be foolish. Why did I send his words?

My idiot! As a matter of fact, who am I for him to take seriously? I am earth he is heaven. I have nothing to be proud of him.

I fell in love right away so that's why I was really hurt. I loved the wrong person, I loved at the wrong time, I loved the man who was not deserving of love. That's probably what love is all about no matter who you are, time or opportunity. When you are hit you can do nothing. The only thing that hurts you two is that you are left and loved the truth. And with the two of us I was the loser.

Because of this, I was afraid to love, I was afraid to trust men. I wiped the tear from my cheek then continued walking. A few minutes later I was in front of the house. It was late at night, but I could still hear my mom and dad arguing. I'm sure money is what they're arguing about again. I immediately attended to my youngest brother who was crying to one side.

“Tanny, stay. Why are you still awake?" I asked worriedly as I wiped away her tears.

He is only seven years old. We are just two siblings. Our age gap is huge. I am seventeen now. I was ten years old when he was born.

"Because mama and papa are fighting, Sister," he said tearfully. I feel sorry for my brother. He was too young to see mama and papa fighting.

"Let them be. All right, go to your room.

"Yes sister." I kissed him on the forehead first before he left.

“Mom, Dad, that's enough. Embarrassing to the neighbors. You are still fighting every night. ”

“You blame your father. The courage to ask for money. He just buys wine too! It doesn't even work anymore! All I know is drunkenness. ”

"Shut up! You don't care what I do! ”

"Does not care? I'm your wife! We have children! You should be the one who keeps us alive, we are not the ones who keep you alive! ”

“You have no right to criticize me! Thea, give me some money, ”Dad turned to me.

"Well, I don't have any money yet."

"And where did you spend your salary last week?" he asked angrily then approached me.

Because I bought your money as a gift for him, then I will pay a lot more for school so I can't give anything to papa.

“Sorry, Dad. But nothing really. I give it to you if there is any. ”

"Liar! Just don't give it to me! ”

“Dad, nothing really. I am telling you the truth. ”

"You're a worthless child!" papa growled at me then pushed me to sit on the floor.

"You never matter, Thea!" papa shouted at me before leaving the house.

I looked at mama tearfully, but she just stared at me when she looked and then entered Tanny's room.

I just cried. Why are they like that? Does it look trivial to me? I do my best to serve them. I even put them ahead of myself and then they just criticize me after all!

It hurts. I don't think so. The hardship. It seems like any time I will give up.

The next morning I took Tanny to their school and then I went to our school. I go to public school. While walking someone ran into my group of women. The famous and somewhat elevated students are here with us.

"Hello, Thea," plastic greeting from their leader Faye.

“You look so stressed, Thea. Have you ever been fired from your job? Hahaha. ” At the same time they laughed at me.

Tsk, ever really. Faye’s group is known for being a prank. They are not sanctified. Teacher or student, but because they have money the school just lets them. The unfair for us.

"I'll pass, Faye," I calmly promised. They are already blocking my way.

"Edi come by," Faye said with a raised eyebrow then stepped aside.

I was about to step away, but something suddenly broke me and caused me to fall. I was able to close my eyes because my knee was forced when I fell.

“Opps, broken. Sorry, you're rude! After passing by, I didn't even thank you! ”

"Hahaha, poor, Thea." Almost everyone here laughed at me.

Even though my knee hurt I still stood up. I was just closing my eyes when I saw a little blood dripping down my knee. This isn’t the first time they’ve done this to me. Many times, almost every day I come here they are like this.

“Let's leave that nonsense! God! She's embarrassing! Hahaha, ”they all laughed then left me.

I just sighed. Thank them I don't blame them! I slowly walked to the classroom. I just let go of what I was going through.

They also don't care even if I have a wound. No one will feel sorry for me because all of them here don't want me. They are embarrassed to help or befriend me. That's what people are like here it's rubbish to look at someone like me.

When it comes to the classroom, they don't care. It was as if they hadn't seen me go inside, I was just like air.

Afternoon, after my class I was walking home to go to work. My little wound is also fine, I treated it earlier. Fortunately, I have medicine in my bag.

"Thea."

I stopped when someone called. When I turned around I saw the SSG President of our school walking towards me.

"Why?" astonished I asked him.

"Go to the Principal's Office."

“Huh? Why?"

"The Principal wants to talk to you."

"About what?"

"I do not know. Just go, ”he replied irritably.

“All right. Thank you, ”I said, but he ignored me because he left immediately. I just followed what he said. Maybe it's important.

I am now standing outside the Principal’s Office. I immediately opened the door, but just as I opened it, someone pushed me inside.

I was about to go out again to see who it was, but I backed away when the door suddenly closed. I would have opened the case not to open. It was as if something was holding back the outside.

“Who is there? Open it! ” I shouted as I tried to open the door. But no one listened.

“Open the door! What!" I stopped what I was doing when I smelled something like burning paper. When I turned around I saw the papers burning here in the office.

Trembling crept into my chest. Valuable papers are on fire! I hurried to put out the fire, but it spread quickly. It's too smoky here so I can't stop coughing. The fire is also growing.

What will I do? How is this? The principal is not here. Did I think I was here? Looks like I've been tripped again.

“Help! Open it! Have a fire open, please. I feel sorry for you — open it! ” I gave all my strength to open the door, but really didn't want to. I already breathe a lot of smoke. I coughed and coughed.

"T-help." Until I was fainting. I can no longer breathe. Gradually my body fell to the floor.

Am I going to die? Why the cruelty? At the same time as I closed my eyes there were tears dripping from my eyes.

To Be Continued....