I was shocked. I really did not expect Nathan to say what he'd just said. I had no idea, honestly, David didn't say anything to me the last month we were dating. So how could I have known that he had contacted Nathan? There was no way. And even worse, the reason why.
Nathan left the room after he had told me, giving me space to think. So here I am, thinking it all through. When David began to distance himself from me, after just two months of dating, he'd told me he was having a hard time at home. With his mother in rehab after getting caught drinking & driving, and his father living in China with his new girlfriend, I got that. I did my best to support him through the hard days, but he always seemed a bit absent. Which I figured was because he hadn't found a way to deal with it all. Only he never changed. In the six months we'd dated he only seemed to lose interest, even when everything at home was better. When I finally found him in bed with some slut, after suspecting it for some time, I wasn't hurt at all. And neither was he. Or so it seemed.
My phone abruptly rang while I was walking to Perries. I stopped walking answering the phone call without looking.
"Hello?" I answered.
"I'm so sorry," A hoarse voice replied, I instantly recognized the voice as Matthew's.
"I bet you are" I said madly.
"But you have to understand I..." He faltered off, sniffling.
"What about you?"
"I was forced, he forced me. I didn't want him, I want you, I need you!"
Painful silence enveloped the call on my end.
"Rosie?" He asked. "Rose?" He kept on calling my name but the tears were brimming my eyes. I hung up the phone and shoved it in my back pocket. I started doing the one thing that would help me relax, walking around aimlessly. The tears spilled out now but I forced myself to keep a steady running pace and clear my head. The thoughts of him in bed with another man just breaks my heart. And even though I had caught him, it just sunk in now.
I kept on running and walking for what felt like hours until the annoying rings and vibrates of my phone aggravated me even more. I pulled my phone out and saw a couple hundred texts and missed calls from Matthew, Perrie and Romy. I was annoyed and angry enough to throw my phone against the brick wall and the pain finally settled in. I sunk to the ground against the brick wall and curled my knees up to my chest.
I cried mercilessly of how I've been betrayed over and over again but it all comes down to one thing, love just never exists. There is nothing to love at all, even if it was worth it in the first place. I simply was at the state where nothing would matter, I don't want anyone to find me; I just needed peace and quiet from all the drama in my life.