So every month we're going to be writing short pieces that go along with songs. This month the song is "I'm a Mess" by Ed Sheeran. If you don't know the song you can check it out HERE. So here's my piece. It's really short and has no title, but I hope you like it.
He couldn’t believe it was over. He slumped low in a chair and stared with unseeing eyes at the ceiling. He knew there would be pain. How could there not? Right now, though, was just an unremitting numbness. How often had the two of them bemoaned the breakups of friends of family members? How often had they shook their heads and discussed the reasons why one partner had cheated on another? Both of them had agreed it was ridiculous to cheat. If the relationship was that broke then it should be ended. At least you should have that much respect for your partner if not yourself to end it before starting a relationship with someone else. They had both agreed if they’d ever come to that they would be totally honest with each other.
Honest. What a joke. Obviously, she hadn’t been honest in some time. Six months. She’d been seeing some other man for six months. Some other man? It was easier to think of him that way. If he thought of him as “my brother” then the pain might burst through and he couldn’t handle that right now. Bad enough that his marriage was over, but to discover that his own brother had betrayed him he almost couldn’t process the knowledge. The brother that he’d helped repeatedly. Money. A car.
Fuck, he was a fool. He’d been played for a fool. He closed his eyes as tears slid down his cheeks. Okay, okay, he’d allow himself to grieve tonight, but tomorrow was going to be different. Never again would anyone take advantage of him. Ever again.
That's my piece. If you comments or suggestions I'd love to hear them. Just jot them down in the comments section below. Now run over and check out what the other fabu authors have written.
I'll see you all on Wednesday for all that is Random! --Gwen