Hello everyone on hive, how is your Monday morning going?
A short story written by me on emotional pains men go through.
I stood transfixed as I watched the love of my life get screwed by another man. I stood in pains as I watched the action unfold in front of me, the clapping of skins, exchange of disgusting body fluids, kissing at intervals and the way she was being controlled by him.
We've dated for about two years now, from my point of view, she was my soulmate, but, I just saw things from another dimension. Throughout our years of dating, you've never had sex, she's always playing the "I wanna remain a virgin" card and I let it slide. these 2 years were hard but I controlled myself because of the love I had for me.
When she had accomodation issues, I personally rented and furnished an apartment for her but here she is, on that same bed, moaning another nigga's name. something she's never done for me.
I tightened my fist as a sudden surge of hate passed through my spine,all the feelings I had for her just disappeared in the eye, with one last look at her,I turned away and passed through the wall,away from the horrific scene and there was just one word on my mind. death!
I was gonna make her pay and only one method came to my mind.
Fuck her till death.
I was already dead,but I'll make sure she goes with me.
