The Break Up by Rebekah Sweet

I stood in the kitchen, joking about the fancy clothes that we would wear to our wedding. He was fixing us a drink. He listened to me blabber about all the fancy clothes. There was no date planned yet, nor was there a place for the wedding. Just the idea was in place. When he finally said the most heartbreaking words any woman could hear. “I don’t want to get married, I’m not in the position to get married. I never wanted to get remarried. And we shouldn’t get married because you are still on your ex husbands medical.” He said. He shut me down so fast I think I did two things, stop dead in my tracks and died inside.

What the fuck I have I been wasting the last four years of my life with this guy then. I already had kids from my first marriage which was incredible abusive there was never any love between us. I thought I found the man of my dreams I thought I finally found some one who loved me for me and not what I could give them in the bed room. I hated being a redhead all the fucking guys on the face of the planet thought redheads were amazing lovers. Yes, they were but that was only because their love was pure, raw and rare. But piss her off or hurt her, and your world just became the most miserable thing in your life.

I didn’t answer him; I didn’t know how too. I tried to stay calm I didn’t want to say anything. So, to get away I from him I excused myself to use the washroom. He continued to watch whatever stupid show was on the tele that night. So, I used the opportunity to text my friend my woes. She never did answer me; she never does at night time. probably because she herself is dealing with what used to be the man of her dreams, but more than likely isn’t. so instead of hounding her non-stop, I threw my engagement ring in the garbage and instantly changed my relationship status to single, and of course Facebook sweetly asked me if I wanted to delete all tagged posts, restrict him, and if I wanted to keep my newly single status secret for now, I said yes to all.

There done. Go back to your fucking ex wife you son of a bitch, I thought, maybe she will feel sorry for your nightly fucked ass, Because you aren’t getting it from me no more…