Chapter 2 Rough S**

"Don't you think you made a mistake," He searched his head for the right words. "This is a golden opportunity and I know you do not love him but you could establish some form of ground, you never know love could blossom-" I cut him short.

"Since when did you become an expert at these situations? The last I can remember you are fucking a married woman old enough to be your mom, how old is she again? Forty-five? Forty-nine?"

"Fifty-two." He said quietly.

And I chuckled. "See you are playing her and we both know you won't marry her at the end, because that is not where your heart lies."

I ran a comb through my hair fixing the waves here and there. I looked at him through the mirror. "You are enjoying free food and care- that is when her man and kids are not around and an older womans pu-"

"At least I did not give her false hope on a marriage, at least I did not cheat on her even though I speak so fondly of my toxic boyfriend." Anger hardened his voice and the glare he gave me spoke volumes.

"Donna you played him, you played him bad and now you are letting him down like this, he loves you."

"What am I supposed to do? I told him from the very beginning this would not work, but he insisted he-"

"No you gave him mixed feelings, you were his only option left. And he fell head over heels for you and your beauty not knowing you were a proud hoe with a toxic boyfriend and a mussed-up life with in the four walls you call your house!"

I raised a finger at him. "Don't you dare."

He smiled. "And what is it you will do? If you knew you would break his heart, why did you accept his proposal in the first place? And," his face turned to that of pure disgust. "Sleep with him?"

He looked at me questioningly. I bit my lip. I closed my eyes and the memories of last night came rushing over me.

He bent me down on my hands and knees and from above ran his hands down my stomach, then his hands gripped my nipples and squeezed. He was not rough but gentle and I wanted rough, I needed someone that could handle me and bring my wild fantasies to life.

"I was sexually frustrated and Jake and I were not having sex so I turned to him."

Matt stood up from his chair and picked up his phone he gave me a one look over and said. "Good luck with your messed up life and I hope you regret what you lost sooner than later, but again it would be too late." The door slammed behind him with a loud bang.

***

I adjusted my skirt and blouse before applying another layer of lipstick. Tonight, we were going to make it official, even though it already was, due to the video and news had gone viral. But tonight, I was meeting with him and his mother and well- I giggled with anticipation as I walked down the steps to the waiting room that had been step up for the sole propose of calling off the wedding.

Maybe he would beg me again.

Maybe he would get on his knees and beg me to come back.

Or he could use money and more clothes like he had the last time.

The last time, my brows frowned, he bought me designer clothes but they had not been from my favourite designer.

Had I given him my special list of things he could use to bribe me back? I doubted I did, maybe I had forgotten. I could still give him a few hints while in there though. I adjusted my skirt thinking of ways he might want to beg me back.

Then I pushed the door open.

The first thing I noticed was the deep smell of alcohol that filled the room and the smoke that accompanied it. I walked in and the eyes of the female that looked exactly like her son looked at me.

"So it is true, you want out Donna?"

I nodded.

"Any reasons why?"

"I have a boyfriend."

She nodded.

I nodded to.

I looked back at him, he had his back to me and a half empty bottle of vodka in his palm and another empty bottle by his foot.

"You may leave, it has been annulled."

I still looked at him hoping he would turn back and call at out to me, but he did not turn neither did he look at me and my heart ached for the tenth time that day. But that did not stop me.

I nodded to.

I looked back at him, he had his back to me and a half empty bottle of vodka in his palm and another empty bottle by his foot.

"You may leave, it has been annulled."

I still looked at him hoping he would turn back and call at out to me, but he did not turn neither did he look at me and my heart ached for the tenth time that day. But that did not stop me.

I pushed open the door to the little room I shared with Jake. He was sitting on one of the chairs smoking weed. As soon as I walked in he looked at me with blood shot eyes. The dark rings visible from where I stood.

"I heard the news." He said as he stood up and walked towards me, he had his belt in his hands and an empty bottle of beer in the other.

"You did well, but you're so foolish."

That was when the first round of beating began.