Lucus

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I got up out of bed, sighed and checked my phone. No new messages from Henry.

Henry and I had been dating for nearly 7 months now, but things had gotten rough lately. He had been messaging me less and we hadn't caught up in a while. I kept trying to plan things but he was always busy or not feeling well.

I had decided that I would text him and confront him, asking what was going on. It had been an hour and, of course, no response.

I ran my hand through my hair and walked to the lounge. I flopped onto the couch just as I received a text;
"I'm sorry, I don't want to do this but I have to. I need a break for a while, I'm not in a good place for a relationship and I just need time to figure out what's going on in my head. I'm sorry I'm doing this to you Kelsey, I never wanted to hurt you and I know this is going to. Again I'm sorry"

I felt my heart shatter, I read the text over and over hoping for some reason that the text would change but it didn't. I felt my eyes fill up with tears as I crumbled, I knew this was coming but I didn't expect it to hurt this badly.

I decided to message him back, to confirm what was going on. "Are you breaking up with me?". I didn't want to know the answer, I wanted him to say that it was all a joke and a prank.

"I'm sorry".

That was all I got from him, all I got was an 'Im sorry'. I threw my phone across my bed and just rested my head in my hands, tears running down my hands.

I had been in two relationships before Henry; Ethan and Blake. I dated Ethan for about three months before breaking up with him, we were better as friends anyway. Blake I dated for nearly two months before he broke up with me so that he could date my best friend, that was a long time ago now and we are friends now.

Henry though, he was my first love. He was my first kiss, he was my first time. I thought we were going to last a while. Up until he started talking to this girl, Abigail. She was the gorgeous girl in the same year as me, she was positive and smart. I noticed he had started talking to her more but didn't think anything of it until he sent me a text at 1 am confirming my thoughts. Practically it was an extremely long message about how him and this girl had been talking a lot more, how he called her pretty and beautiful, but that he loved me so much and that he only wanted me. That hurt so badly to read but since I had blind trust, I swept it under the rug. I told him I trust him and that I know he only wanted to be friends with her, I told him that I loved him so much and that I know he's allowed to talk to other girls.

Through the next month or so he started to get distant, he would hide his phone whenever I was around or whenever he would send a message to anyone. I knew what was going on and I knew that he was talking to her. So one day I said to him, "You know you don't have to hide things from me, I know you are talking to Abigail and I told you I'm fine with it. Just don't hide it from me please?" He, of course, said I have nothing to worry about.

Well now that I was crying about the breakup, I linked the two things together and it was clear. You didn't have to be a genius to see it, I just wish I had seen it sooner.

I was furious, I was sad, I was confused and I had so many emotions running through me that I just sat there on my couch blankly staring at a wall.

I messaged my best friend, Olivia, telling her what was going on. She proceeded to threaten to murder the "Asshole" then said she was on her way with ice cream and tissues.

Honestly, I was just confused, I kept questioning what I did wrong, what I could have done better. I felt empty and so low.

About 30 minutes later I heard a knock on the front door, without waiting Olivia came storming in and looked around for me. The second we locked eyes, she came rushing over and wrapped her arms around me. I just began to sob harder.

"What did I do wrong?" I looked at her with tears streaming down my face, trying so hard not to sob.

"Nothing gorgeous, you did nothing. He was the asshole that cheated on you with some random girl." She pulled me tighter into her arms.