Break Me Down

Chapter One

I got in the car, and drove. Speeding far past the limit. Tears rushed down my cheeks, smearing my makeup. My phone rang, but I declined the call.

I bit my tongue and threw my cell into the back seat as I turned the radio up.
He doesn't care.
You were never good enough.
Both angry and sad thoughts filled my head. I passed a field filled of galloping horses and happy little girls riding on top of them. The day was happy, and bright. But I was feeling the complete opposite.

I slowly pulled my car over, stopping a deserted bridge. I stepped out, dropped to my knees, and cried.
He never really cared. The engagement was all a lie.

"Stop..." I whispered to myself. Shaking violently. I was a mess.

3 hours earlier...

I walk into the house, happily twisting my pearly engagement ring. I shared the news with my friends today. They were extremely excited for me, and I am too.

I quietly go upstairs, Gavin had a late job interview last night, so he probably is still sleeping. I walk into the room, and my heart drops. There he stands, locking lips with another woman. She is pretty. Her long black hair reached the middle of her back, and her eyes were glowing blue. She had caked makeup, and you could tell obviously she was wearing a lot of it.

"Babe!" Gavin yelled out, falling to the ground. The girl just smirked.

"This is that brat you told me about?" She said, her voice was high pitched and very stuck up.
"This isn't what it looks like!" He tried to explain, but I interrupted him.
"Don't speak to me! You gave me this ring! You made me happy!" I scream, my cheeks burning with tears. I throw the ring onto the ground.

"I love you! Ari, come back!" He says as I begin to storm away. I turn around and look him in the eye.
"Lie to me again..." I say, my jaw clenched.
"I love you...please." He says, his voice is desperate. But I can tell, he is faking it.

"I never want to see you again!" I say, slamming the bedroom door. He opens it, shouting at me. I ignore his words and simply rush out, bawling horribly.

Current Time...

I cry. The tears won't stop. I move back into the car, I begin to envy to amount of headlights passing by on this bright day. They are all probably happier. More than me, at least.

I open up the door again, and walk out of the car once more. I go to the edge of the bridge. I won't jump, and I know that for sure. But I simply look out into the green water. A small fish hops from the surface, and many other follow after it. My tears came slower.

"Ma'am?" I hear a soft voice say. I turn around, seeing a small little boy standing near. His mom called for him to come back.
"One second, mum." He looks around 6 years old, but seems very mature. I can tell he isn't from around here. His British accent is thick in his voice.

"You should go back to your mom..." I say, looking down at him.
"You aren't going to jump, are you?" The fragile looking boy questions, cocking his head to the side.
"I don't think so." I answer, another tear drops onto my cheek.

"You shouldn't. There are people that care for you. My daddy went through a tough time too. He made the wrong choice, and he jumped. I miss him." His big eyes looked into mine. He is so innocent.
"I won't jump. I'm just dealing with problems now. It's okay." I sigh.
"I am sorry to be rude, ma'am, but okay never means okay. It is alright to not be okay for a bit. You must give yourself time, to be happy. Things get hard, but you work through it." The boy smiles, putting his small hand over mine.
"I'm not okay." I say, looking down. His mother calls for him once more, and he looks up at me, embracing me into his little arms.
"Stay alive, and stay happy. It is worth it. I promise you, ma'am." As I look at him, a tear drops down his cheek. I can tell he is definitely wise beyond his years.
"Thank you." I smile. "I'm Ari, it was nice meeting you."
"My pleasure, Ari. I'm August." He says, as he walks away. His mom just smiles, and shakes her head. She nods her head, and I think she is crying too. She seems proud of her son, I would be too.

I wipe off the remaining tears on my face, my hair is messing and tangled from a mixture of tears and me constantly pulling and pushing it back in anger. I run my fingers through it a couple of times, and sigh. Looking down, and then back up. My car sits on the side of the road, still running.
"Let's go away." I mumble to myself. I have nothing, but a few things. My phone, a charger, and the clothes on my back.

But I don't care. The burning agony in my chest pulls at my heart. The tears stain my cheeks. My face droops. My own fiancé, who I have been with for 6 years. He proposed a year ago, the wedding is in a month. He has been leaving for the past two months, for 'job interviews' or a 'night out with some buds' almost 3 times a week since then. It all comes together.

My fiancé has been cheating on me. The amount of pain in my chest almost gives that of the feeling of a burning sensation. I love him so much. But he doesn't care. I may be overreacting, but I'm upset. What else am I supposed to do?