The Stages of a Broken Heart

23 year old Chelsea Maters is still in shock after her boyfriend for 5 years broke up with her on their 5th anniversary. Depressed and hurt, she moves out of town and lives with her older brother. There she meets a man who'll help her go through the stages of a broken heart. And slowly, without her full consent, she finds her self falling for that guy.... Is she ready to love again? Is she willing to take the risk? Will she live happily ever after or once again, suffer the pain of a broken-heart??


1. Prologue.

New story!! New story!! Haha. But I'll only be able to post updates to this story maybe once every two weeks. Haha. Because I'll be focusing on my first story. :) anyways, here's the prologe!!



  "You're kidding right? Tell me your joking?! Please!" I begged him, almost bursting into tears.

  He looked at me, pity and guilt were evident in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Chelsea. But, I'm not. It's not a joke. I'm really sorry." Sam told me.

  Sam is my boyfriend for 5 years or was. Now, on the day of our 5th anniversary, he's breaking up with me, claiming that he fell out of love for me and that our relationship lost its meaning. What does that even mean?!?

  "Seriously Sam? Why? What happened?! Did I do something wrong?" I asked him, desperate to keep our relationship. He's my very first boyfriend and I really thought he's the one that I'd spend my life with. Unfortunately, that's not how he sees me.

  "Do you want to know the truth?" He asked me, almost impatient, his teeth gritting in frustration. "I'm in love with someone else. And I know she loves me too. We've been going out for almost a year now and I want to make it official." Then he looked at me with pure guilt in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I really am. I should've never let this happened. I-"

  Before he could continue, I hit him hard on the face. I didn't slap him, I punch his pretty nose. Then he looked at me. His eyes widened with disbelief.

  "You cheated on me!! You freaking moron! You f.cking cheated on me!!" Then I gave him what he deserved.

  I kicked his groin with all my might. I doubt that he'll even be able to walk after that.

  "I loved you so much, Sam. I really did. How could you do this to me?" I said, my tears streaming down from my face. "I hate you Sammy Evans. I hate you!" Then I ran away.

  I took the cab and went to my condo. There, I saw Carrie waiting for me. She's been my bestfriend  since we were kids. She's pretty much like a sister to me. Although she's pretty slutty at times, I trust her.

  "Hey, Chelsea, what happened?" She asked, concerned.

  I told her everything starting from out little talk that ended up with my violent outburst.

  "What a prick. Don't worry, you'll find someone better." She said then her phone rang.

  "Time to go?" I asked, feeling sad that she had to leave. I really needed someone to be here for me.

  "Unfortunately. Don't worry, I'll be back by tomorrow." Then she left.

  I let myself cry for few hours and when I got tired, I stayed in bed and stared at the ceiling. A lot of things were running on my mind. Like why did he ha to leave me? Who is that girl he chose over me? Is she better than me? Is she worth it? I hope so. I know I hate him right now but I still care about him.

  My stream of thoughts was suddenly interrupted by a ringing of a phone. I checked mine but there was no call or message. Then I went to the living room and found Carrie's phone ringing.

  "Boyfriend Number 7." I said as I read the caller I.D. Then I pocked it up.

  "Hello? Carrie Baby? I need you right now." The caller said.

  Then my eyes started to water again. I know that voice. I've known it too well. It's the same person who made me smile for the last five year and the same one who broke my heart and my nail just hours ago. Sam.

  I can't believe it! He chose Carrie over me? I should have known. Carrie, she's been flirting with him all the time. Trying to steal him away. How could she? She's my bestfriend!! My sister.

  "Hello, babe? Are you there?" Sam said once again. I ended the call and took my jacket from the hanger.

  That Carrie. "I'm gonna give you what you deserve." I said storming out of my condo.

  I tool a cab to her place. 15 minutes and I was standing in front of her apartment. I also bought her a cup of coffee.

  Without knocking, I stepped into her apartment and greeted her with a fake smile.

  "Hey, Chelsea! Do you need anything?" She asked smiling at me. Although I know too well that it's fake. So I returned the favor.

  "I just came here to give you your phone back. You left it at home." I said, also giving her a fake smile.

  "Thank-, Ow!!" I didn't let her finish. I kicked her down there then punched her right booby. Cruel much? No, this is what I call payback.

  "You f.cking!! I trusted you with my life!! And you did what? You f.ckinh flirted with my boyfriend! Sl.t!!!" I yelled at her as I pulled her hair. She was screaming in pain.

  "Let go of me you b.tch! It's not my fault you're not pretty enough!! Seriously, Chelsea!! You look like a f.cking garbage bag!!!" She yelled back at me, struggling underneath me as I kept on pulling my hair. Good thin I had mine in a bun.

  "Whatever you!! That's probably the reason why Daniel left you. Because you can't even keep your f.cking legs closed for five seconds!" I told her then she looked at me wide eyed. I didn't mean for it to come out of my mind. I know how sensitive that topic was to her. But I didn't regret it.

  Daniel was her fiancé. Two weeks before their marriage, Daniel caught her sleeping with his bestman. That's when he called ofd the wedding. He left and never came back.

  I stayed on her side when that happened because she said she was drunk and she didn't mean for it to happen. I believed her, but now I doubt every word she said.

  "What did you say?!?" She asked, angry and teary eyed. "You don't know what happened." She said crying.

  I stood up and took the cup of coffee I bought that was on her coffee table. "In case you need something to warm you up." I said then I threw the coffee at her and she screamed in pain.

  War freak? No. Just trying to take my revenge.

  As I was out the door, I saw Sam rushing. Then he stopped when he saw me.

  "Chelsea?! What did you do?!" He said, angry.

  Seriously? He had no right to be angry. I'm the victim here!! I got pretty pissed of at him.

  "I gave her what she deserved." I said then once again I kicked his groin. This time 10 times harder that the first. He winced in pain an fell on the floor.

  I left with a victorious smile on my face but deep inside, I'm hurt, shattered into pieces, broken. I don't even think I'd ever move on. I was betrayed. Now I'm scared to love again.

  When I arrived at my condo, I locked the doors and cried. I cried hard, letting out every pain I held. I shouted at times, when I couldn't take it anymore. And when I ran out of tears to cry, I stood up and picked up my phone. I called the only person who I know cares for me and would never hurt me. The one I know I can count on at times like this. My older brother.

  After three rings, he picked up the phone.

  "Hello, Clay?"

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