Never Forgotten Prologue
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It was the best and worst way to receive the news.
It was the best because it was finally out in the open. No more secrets, no more lies.
It was the worst because you had never felt your heart so damaged, like there was a huge gaping hole in your chest where the beating muscle had once rested.
Old wounds were reopened; you remember when he told you he would never hurt you. That he would fix the broken heart Melanie had caused when she cheated. He told you he would always love you and there would never EVER be someone else.
That of course was bullshit.
Like when you promised your dad that Ant was only a friend and would only ever be a friend, when in reality he was loving you and making every day finally feel good.
And let’s not forget fucking you into the sheets.
All bullshit.
You remembered the night you found out. You had gone to visit your mom, but she had to work an extra shift, so you went home, excited because you and Anthony hadn’t done anything in a while.
You should have known.
You should have at least expected something seeing as he would snap at you for anything and everything. He would never look you directly in the eye.
You should have known when he started texting a random person whose number looked oddly familiar.
But you didn’t.
And the news hit hard. Like a bucket of freezing water. Like a slap across the face.
He was in your bed with her.
The girl who used you. The one who took advantage of your fame and charm.
At least with Kalel you knew she was a bitch, but she was an honest bitch and you respected her for that. Not this whore.
You catch the sound of loud screeching and high pitched moans along with masculine groans.
Those groans you’d heard so often and you loved so much. You cautiously enter the room you shared, hoping for the best but expecting the worst.
The smell of sex hits you and you see sweaty bodies tangled in a frenzy of lust.
You stop breathing for what seems like hours. You finally let out a shaky breath as you feel tears gather in your eyes. Your heart breaks. You want to scream, grab the bitch and throw her out, and then punch Anthony until he feels all your pain.
“Ant I love you so much!” She cries out. You then hear the 5 words that do it for you. “I Love you too baby!” He responds and groans in a way you hadn’t heard in so long.
You break down and start bawling. Your knees buckle and you fall on the floor.
“Oh my god! You perv get out!” A high pitched annoying scream called out.
“Oh god Ian! What are you doing here? You weren’t supposed to be here until tomorrow!”
You grip the carpet under you and feel muscular arms surround you. You look up and see a mixture of emotions in the beautiful brown eyes you once called yours. Regret, fear, sadness, and anger. He tries to wipe the tears from your face but you push away. His face crumbles and he tries to hug you.
You start sobbing uncontrollably, unable to physically stand up. You try to craw away but he just hugs you back.
You feel angry, you feel sick, and you feel exhausted.
You fall asleep locked in a powerful embrace and the soft whispers against your ear.
“I’m so sorry baby. I’m so sorry. I love you so much! I’m so sorry.”
Then your world goes black.
________________________________________
It was late in the morning when you woke up to a hard body next to yours.
Anthony.
You remembered the previous night and your blood boiled. Slowly and silently, you slipped out of Anthony’s arms.
You packed light, only the necessities, and you looked at the man you gave your heart to for three years.
There was no turning back.
You glanced at the man one more time, and a single fat tear dropped, rolling down your cheek. You wiped it off and left.
Left your home, left Anthony, left Smosh.
But you left 3 things behind as you walk out the door.
A note, a ring and your heart.
It was the best and worst way to receive the news.
It was the best because it was finally out in the open. No more secrets, no more lies.
It was the worst because you had never felt your heart so damaged, like there was a huge gaping hole in your chest where the beating muscle had once rested.
Old wounds were reopened; you remember when he told you he would never hurt you. That he would fix the broken heart Melanie had caused when she cheated. He told you he would always love you and there would never EVER be someone else.
That of course was bullshit.
Like when you promised your dad that Ant was only a friend and would only ever be a friend, when in reality he was loving you and making every day finally feel good.
And let’s not forget fucking you into the sheets.
All bullshit.
You remembered the night you found out. You had gone to visit your mom, but she had to work an extra shift, so you went home, excited because you and Anthony hadn’t done anything in a while.
You should have known.
You should have at least expected something seeing as he would snap at you for anything and everything. He would never look you directly in the eye.
You should have known when he started texting a random person whose number looked oddly familiar.
But you didn’t.
And the news hit hard. Like a bucket of freezing water. Like a slap across the face.
He was in your bed with her.
The girl who used you. The one who took advantage of your fame and charm.
At least with Kalel you knew she was a bitch, but she was an honest bitch and you respected her for that. Not this whore.
You catch the sound of loud screeching and high pitched moans along with masculine groans.
Those groans you’d heard so often and you loved so much. You cautiously enter the room you shared, hoping for the best but expecting the worst.
The smell of sex hits you and you see sweaty bodies tangled in a frenzy of lust.
You stop breathing for what seems like hours. You finally let out a shaky breath as you feel tears gather in your eyes. Your heart breaks. You want to scream, grab the bitch and throw her out, and then punch Anthony until he feels all your pain.
“Ant I love you so much!” She cries out. You then hear the 5 words that do it for you. “I Love you too baby!” He responds and groans in a way you hadn’t heard in so long.
You break down and start bawling. Your knees buckle and you fall on the floor.
“Oh my god! You perv get out!” A high pitched annoying scream called out.
“Oh god Ian! What are you doing here? You weren’t supposed to be here until tomorrow!”
You grip the carpet under you and feel muscular arms surround you. You look up and see a mixture of emotions in the beautiful brown eyes you once called yours. Regret, fear, sadness, and anger. He tries to wipe the tears from your face but you push away. His face crumbles and he tries to hug you.
You start sobbing uncontrollably, unable to physically stand up. You try to craw away but he just hugs you back.
You feel angry, you feel sick, and you feel exhausted.
You fall asleep locked in a powerful embrace and the soft whispers against your ear.
“I’m so sorry baby. I’m so sorry. I love you so much! I’m so sorry.”
Then your world goes black.
________________________________________
It was late in the morning when you woke up to a hard body next to yours.
Anthony.
You remembered the previous night and your blood boiled. Slowly and silently, you slipped out of Anthony’s arms.
You packed light, only the necessities, and you looked at the man you gave your heart to for three years.
There was no turning back.
You glanced at the man one more time, and a single fat tear dropped, rolling down your cheek. You wiped it off and left.
Left your home, left Anthony, left Smosh.
But you left 3 things behind as you walk out the door.
A note, a ring and your heart.