Chapter 3 3. Betrayals and nothingness

Kelly's view """

I stood outside Augustus's apartment, feeling a mix of emotions. He hadn't responded to my text, and I was starting to get worried.

I knocked on the door, and when he opened it, I saw the look in his eyes. It was a look I'd never seen before.

As I stepped inside, my heart sank. There, in his living room, was another woman.

My mind reeled as I took in the scene. The way she smiled at him.

I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. All the doubts, all the fears, came flooding back.

"Who is she?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

Augustus looked guilty, but he didn't deny it. "Kelly, I...we need to talk."

But I was already walking out the door, tears streaming down my face.

The new job, the new city, it didn't matter anymore. All that mattered was getting away from the heartbreak.

I stormed out of the apartment, Augustus following close behind. "Kelly, wait!" he called out, but I didn't stop.

I kept walking, tears blurring my vision. How could he do this to me?

Augustus caught up to me, grabbing my arm. "Kelly, please listen."

But I shook him off. "No, Augustus. I don't want to hear it."

The pain was too much. I felt like my world was crumbling.

"You're really going to throw us away like this?" Augustus asked, his voice rising.

I turned to him, anger and hurt mixing in my eyes. "You threw us away, Augustus. Not me."

Augustus's words cut deep. "You're always so focused on your work, Kelly. You value it more than us, more than our relationship."

I felt a surge of defensiveness, but a part of me knew he wasn't entirely wrong. My work had always been a big part of my life.

"That's not true," I said, trying to sound convincing. But Augustus just laughed, a bitter sound.

"You've always put your patients first, Kelly. And I understand that. But where does that leave us?"

I didn't have an answer. I didn't know how to balance my work and my relationship.

The pain in Augustus's eyes was real, but so was the pain he had caused me.

I looked at Augustus, a spark of defiance igniting within me. "You think it's all my fault? You're the one who cheated on me, Augustus."

The words hung in the air, and for a moment, Augustus looked taken aback.

"I know I made a mistake," he said, "but you've been distant for a long time, Kelly. You've been so focused on your work, and I felt neglected."

I shook my head, refusing to accept all the blame. "We both made mistakes, Augustus. We both let things slip."

The realization hit me that our relationship had been a complex web of issues, not just one person's fault.

Augustus's eyes flashed with anger, and his voice rose. "You think you can just walk away from me, Kelly? You need me, no matter what."

I felt a surge of indignation. "Need you? After what you've done?"

The audacity of his statement left me speechless. Did he really think I was still invested in him after his infidelity?

"I'm done, Augustus," I said firmly, turning to walk away. "I deserve better than someone who cheats on me."

Augustus's anger seemed to simmer just below the surface, but I didn't care. I was done with him.

Augustus's grip on my wrist was like a vice, pulling me back. I felt a jolt of pain and surprise.

"Let me go," I said, trying to shake him off. But he held tight.

The look in his eyes was desperate, almost manic. "You'll never love anyone like you love me," he said, his voice low and intense.

I felt a shiver run down my spine. This wasn't the Augustus I knew.

With a surge of adrenaline, I wrenched my arm free. "I'm done with you," I said, my voice firm.

As I walked away, I felt a sense of liberation. I was finally free from the toxic cycle of our relationship.

I walked through the door of my apartment, feeling like I was in a daze. The confrontation with Augustus replayed in my mind like a bad movie.

I collapsed onto the couch, letting the tears flow. The pain and betrayal felt like a heavy weight on my chest.

Why had he done this to me? Why had I stayed so long?

The tears streamed down my face as I mourned the loss of our love, the loss of our future.

As I cried, I felt a sense of release, like I was letting go of the toxic relationship that had been suffocating me.

But the pain still lingered, a reminder that healing would take time.

Augustus's view"""

As I watched Kelly walk away, a mix of emotions swirled inside me. I couldn't believe she'd seen Sarah, couldn't believe she'd walked in on us like that.

I wasn't ready for her to know, not yet. I still had feelings for Kelly, despite what I'd done.

I felt a pang of regret, but it was quickly overshadowed by anger. She wasn't supposed to see this. She wasn't supposed to know about Sarah, not yet.

As I stood there, frozen in uncertainty, I realized I wasn't ready to let Kelly go. Not completely.

I wanted to hold onto her, to keep her in my life somehow. She was mine.

The thought sent a spark of determination through me. I would find a way to keep Kelly in my life, no matter what.

As I turned to Sarah, my anger boiled over. "You shouldn't have let her see us," I snapped, my voice low and menacing.

Sarah took a step back, her eyes wide with fear. "I didn't know she was coming, she is your girlfriend you shou...ld know," she stammered.

I felt a surge of frustration, and before I knew it, I was pulling her into a rough, possessive kiss.

The intimacy was intense, almost primal. I was trying to assert my control, my dominance.

But as I pulled back, I saw the fear in Sarah's eyes, and for a moment, I felt a pang of guilt, but I was not one to feel that, I bent her over the counter and spanked her hard making her cry in pain and pleasure.

I had to release my anger somehow, I entered her without waiting for her to adjust with my length, I increased my pace hard and fast making her whimper and moan. I went on until I found my release.