Beautiful Changes
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PROLOUGE
I had enough. He had gone too far this time. I tried my best to be a good girlfriend to him and he turned his back to me?
"Let's break up. We are not meant to be with each other," He said simply. What kind of guy break up like this? His words are like knifes cutting into my knife. What did I do to deserve this kind of treatment? "Is it because you have someone you love more than me?" I whispered.
"Yes. She is Naeun, she is really nice and gentle, not like you, evil and feisty. She have the looks and a perfect body. You are ugly and fat. She have the money whereas you are poor, who is better?" He said, I felt like thousands of arrows stab into my heart. Evil? He is the one who is being evil? Poor? The time when he asked me to be his girlfriend, I told him about my worries : Having no money. I told him his parents will reject me and he will soon lose interest in me because of money and me, being fat and ugly. And what did that pretend to be angle replied? "I don't care. I love just the way you are," I remembered his words clearly. And now? Look who's talking.
"Well, I am sorry if all I done was being a burden to you, but you should think about who has been by your side when you needed someone the most. You thought I didn't know about you and this so-call Naeun?" I spilled everything out while he stood there, frozen and speechless. "Yeah, I know everything. When you had an accident and was told by the doctor that you will die soon, who stood by your side to comfort you? Only after, because of 'god' you recovered, then that girl visited you. I wondered what will happen when you go bankrupt? I supposed she will run away," I sneered. With that said, I received a hard slap on my face
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Inspired by the prompt given by The 25 Challenge [Contest!] & New Year. New Story || A 2015 Writing Competition.
Entering this story in Tender Rose Writing Contest & ƞew year • ƞew story || a 2015 writing competition
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