From Heartbreak To Stepmom

Alison POV

"I know today is your birthday, and we probably shouldn't be having this conversation, but I can't keep silent anymore," Cory said to me as I lay beside him on my bed.

I jerked up and stared questioningly at him. I could have assumed it was nothing serious, but his tone proved otherwise.

"What is it? Did I do something wrong?" My voice was shaky, and I didn't know how to feel.

I had been a good girl all my life, but today I let it all go. I wanted to be his woman. So after months and months of thinking about it, I finally let it happen between us.

Initially, I wanted to save it for my wedding night, but Cory was getting impatient. So after months of relentless pursuit, I gave in. I wanted this relationship to be my first and last; I didn't want him to go cold on me again like he did in the past.

I love Cory, and I don't want to lose him, so on my 20th birthday, which is today, I intimate with him.

We had gone to the beach that morning, had a great time bonding, and everything else had ended in the bedroom that evening. This is my first experience; it was hurt, but he looks happy; I thought he was happy! Why is he acting so differently now? Mood swings?

"No, you haven't done anything wrong?" He muttered, sitting up and putting his clothes back on.

"Then what is it??" I asked almost at the top of my voice.

"Watch your tone. I'm trying my best to be patient, and I'm talking as calmly as I can. Please don't blow this out of proportion." He said sternly.

I couldn't feel the calmness he was talking about. He sounded tired and fed up; he sounded like he was about to walk out of my life and never turn back. How am I supposed to be calm about that?

"Are you happy?" He asked.

I desperately nodded my head, "Yes, I am. That's why I gave myself away. You make me happy."

We weren't where I wanted us to be, but at least, we were headed somewhere, and that makes me happy. He promised to introduce me officially to his dad, and I was looking forward to it. He got my hopes up, so why is he trying to dash them now?

"I feel like we're incompatible; there's a wide gap in our relationship."

"What gap?"

"The incompatibility, the differences, don't you feel it?" He asked. I was discombobulated. Which two people are the same? Aren't we all different in our own ways?

"...Tonight I realized that you're a virgin." He was gradually getting to the point, but still, I can't tell what's wrong with him.

I'm confused about his reaction, "I never said I wasn't."

"But you didn't tell me."

"You never asked." I snapped back, what about my virginity was making him so angry? I never knew being a virgin was something to be mad about.

"You being a virgin even shows how different we are. Your view on life and love and mine don't match at all."

My mouth dropped open, my heart pounded heavily. I was struggling to take my breath. Tears threatened to fall. My whole body trembled.

"You're not making any sense!" My voice shook as I spoke.

"Maybe it doesn't make sense to you now, but you need to understand that in life we all need a partner that's on the same wavelength as us."

"Do you think it's fair to hear about this after our first night together? Why are you doing this to me, Cory?"

He shook his head, "I'm sorry, Alison, this isn't working. We are too different to be perfect for each other. I know what I want, and I don't think it's you."

"What? What are you talking about?" I blinked. I was a bit confused by his statement.

"This whole relationship." He said. "It was a mistake. A mistake I shouldn't have made."

"You may be upset now, but you will have me to thank for this one day." He said.

I froze by the bed and watched as he put his clothes back on. My mouth went dry suddenly, and my heart was beating wildly. What was he talking about? I was boiling with rage, and I was holding on to the little sanity I had left. The pain I feel now can't be compared to anything I have ever felt in my life. This can't be happening. Perhaps it's a prank, he is going to laugh in a few seconds and say he's joking like he always does, and everything will be alright.

"Are you serious right now? Please tell me it's a joke." I pleaded.

"Alison, I meant every word I said." He buttoned up his shirt as he coldly said those words to me. I wanted to do something for him; he can't break me like this. He needs to tell me he's joking, or else I will hurt him.

"A mistake, you say? You pursued me for months." I thought that would remind him of what we once had, but what he said shocked me to the bone.

Alison's POV

"I thought I was in love then... but you and I are two different people. You treat the first night as a big deal, and your head is way up in the clouds about what romance should be. You and I are not compatible." He said, and every word from his mouth cut deep.

I didn't understand what he meant. We had been friends for a long while; he knew what my idea of romance was like, so if he thought they were conflicting, why didn't he say anything? Why did he wait till he had had a taste of me?

"Cory, you're kidding me, aren't you?" I asked. He shook his head, "You live in a fairy tale, I live in the real world. We're not the same."

"Today is my birthday!" I yelled. "Couldn't you have chosen a better day to do this to me?" I yelled at him.

"That's another thing about you. You get angry so easily and raise your voice. You have to learn to tame that temper of yours."

I stared at him in disbelief. What had come over him? What was I supposed to do, laugh while he broke up with me?

"Are you drunk?" I snapped. He got fully dressed and got up to face me,

"This has nothing to do with alcohol.

You just don't match my kink. I want a girl who's freaky under the sheets and knows what I want even before I say it. With you, I have to teach you everything; it's boring, you're boring. I'm starved in this relationship, and I can't take it any longer."

He said spitefully, I lifted my hands involuntarily to land him a slap, but he caught my hand midway and yanked me onto the bed.

"Control that ugly temper of yours." He yelled.

"We all learn, and I'm willing to learn, so why this?" I questioned him while my heart raced with anguish.

"I'm not you, Alison, I'm not a teacher, go watch some adult video or something, you should learn." He said it in such a condescending tone that I got angry,

"Get out of my house! Get out."

"I was heading out anyway." He mumbled and exited my room.

Hot tears ran down my face as I wondered where I went wrong. Cory was like an angel in my life; he was all I ever wanted in a man. How disappointing! He didn't deserve my tears, yet I bawled my eyes out because it still hurt.

I didn't have many friends to run to call and cry on, so I called my mother. She was my best friend, and more than anyone, she would understand me.

She had me when she was 16 and got ditched by her baby daddy, who didn't want to accept responsibility. I knew she was the only one I could cry on because she would understand the pain of being dumped.

I picked up my phone and realized that I had missed calls from her. I gasped and called her; it rang several times, but no answer.

My heart began to beat wildly. Had something happened to her? Oh God no! My mother wasn't one to miss my calls; she would stop everything to talk to me.

Seeing that she had called me earlier didn't make it any better. I didn't know what to do; she's a single woman who lives alone. What if something had happened to her? I called her neighbor, who assured me that she was fine.

She said Mom went to bed early because she wasn't feeling too well. I sighed and lay down in my bed quietly. I would have to check on her in the morning, but for tonight, I would have to cry myself to sleep. I woke up with a start the following day, still feeling like the previous day.

I had slept for only two hours; the night had been spent crying, and I might probably continue today. I took a warm shower, did a little makeup, and still couldn't hide my swollen face. I was red with pain. I ordered a ride and headed for my mom's place.

Maybe she would make me feel better. I called her again to let her know I was coming, but there was still no answer, so I left a message. I was too anxious to even order some food; I had a bad feeling that something had happened to her. I got to her door and swiped my key, then went inside,

"Mo..." I was about to call out for her when I saw some heavy boots on the rack in the foyer. I frowned, wondering who could be visiting Mom this early. As I walked further, I could hear voices.

"I just think we should put an end to this and take this secret to the grave with us." Mom was saying.

"If you don't tell her, trust me, I won't either." The stranger replied.

"It was fun while it lasted," Mom said again.

"I wonder who you'll be giving all that sweet night to. I'm so jealous!" The stranger said.

I went red with embarrassment when I found out Mom had been seeing someone.

Why didn't she tell me? Why is she keeping him a secret? I tiptoed to get closer to the bedroom door, but as I got closer, the voices got clearer, "You equally matched my freak. I wish we didn't have to break up."

"But I'm older than you! Don't you think this is wrong?" Mom protested.

"I've never mentioned this, but I prefer my ladies older. They're the sweetest, and you don't even look your age."

The voice is familiar to me...

I couldn't believe my ears, was it who I thought it was? It better not be.

I peeped through the open crack of the door, and you won't believe what I saw.

Alison's POV

My ex, Cory, lay in bed with my mother! In what world do things like this happen? If Cory wanted a woman double my age, he could've just told me. He rather chose to trample on my self-esteem and hook up with no other woman but my mother.

"If you hadn't rushed and dated my daughter, then we could have been a thing, but as it stands now, we can't be together." She said to him,

"We broke up," Cory replied.

"What?" Mom said, sitting up.

"Yes, I figured it was better to let her go than to keep her around and hate her in my heart. You're the one I want, and I can't keep up with the lies any longer."

"No, Cory, we can never be together! Poor Alison, she likes you very much. I have to call her; she must be bawling her eyes out right now."

As she picked up her phone, I flung the door open with rage and stood in the doorway. I can't describe the horror on their faces.

"Alison?" My mom exclaimed.

I didn't talk, I was too shocked to say anything. I looked away from her, then at Cory. He was so terrified that his face went bright red.

"Who would have thought!" I exclaimed, still too shocked to get my thoughts organized.

They started to scamper around and dress up. "Alison, I can explain." My mom started to say as she walked up to me,

I started to take some steps back. I wanted her as far away from me as possible. Everything in this world could be explained, but what good would explanations do for an aching heart?

"What is there to explain?" I shrieked. "How are you going to explain with words what I just witnessed with my eyes?"

She looked apologetic, while Cory was just being Cory. So unapologetic! I should've known he was a dog when I saw him. How did I miss this?

Tears freely streamed down my face, "You taught me to be a good girl just so you could be bad for my boyfriend?"

"Alison, listen to me, please!"

"Go to hell," I screamed and rushed out of the apartment. My world was falling apart. I had been betrayed by people I loved so dearly, and it cut me deep. If I thought last night was painful, then today was going to be worse.

I cried openly in public with no idea where I was going next or what was going to happen to me. My mother was all I had. She told me stories of how miserable she was to be pregnant and abandoned at 16.

She told me how much she loved me and wanted the best for me.

"Alison, don't let any man touch you till marriage, when you get pregnant, they will abandon you." She would drum in my ears till I had no option but to listen and obey.

She was my best friend, my everything, and now I had nothing. I couldn't go home that day. I didn't want my mom to come over and try to beg me. I was cutting her off from today; it was over today. I would never forgive her and Cory for what they had done to me. Never!

My next stop was the club. I ordered some alcohol and took some shots. The more tipsy I got, the hungrier I got for revenge. By the 4th shot, my desire to punish Cory was burning like hell within my heart. I had to punish Cory; I can't let him go easily after what he had done to me. I placed my index finger on my lips, trying to come up with a good revenge plan. Surprisingly, nothing came to mind.

I drank more alcohol as if it would help me come up with something good. My eyes twinkled with excitement as an idea finally hit me!

Cory was working with one of the most reputable companies in town, Elektro, a hardware and software company. They dealt with anything that had to do with any type of gadget. Cory was very serious about his job, and I'm sure he was working hard to win an award or something. I had no idea. I began to devise ways I could ruin his life as he ruined mine.

Maybe I could go to his workplace and spread malicious lies that would get him fired. Yes! I could definitely do that. It didn't matter what I would say as long as they were believable, they would believe me.

This lightened my mood as I staggered home that night, drunk but aware of my surroundings. Tomorrow I was going to ruin that stupid guy's life. If he thought that I was to be messed with, then he was greatly mistaken.