Broken Strings novel Chapter 6

MELISSA QUIZON

"Wright, please answer the call." I sobbed as I waited for Wright to answer his phone. I brushed my hand on my hair. "D-Don't do this to m-me."

I felt dizzy so I immediately went to bed. I felt bad this morning and just calmed down this afternoon. I wanted to talk to Wright but suddenly, my body becomes heavy. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. I don’t want to get out of my room.

I know Granny is worried to me, but I can’t think of anyone but him. I don’t want to break up. When did things go out of control? We were okay last month. He is smiling at me, he looks happy. How did it turn out like this?

Why break up? Did I do something wrong? Have I not given everything to him? What’s wrong with me?

I was startled when my phone vibrated. I looked at it immediately, as if my burden was lightened when I saw Wright's name. I opened his message and my smile faded.

From: Baby

‘Stop calling. Leave me alone! It's over between us.’

My eyes are watering again, and I cried my heart out. Why is he doing this to me? Did I do something wrong? I gave it my all! Is it not enough?

I picked up my phone and typed.

To: Baby

‘Why are you breaking up with me? Did I do something wrong? Am I missing out something?’

I covered my mouth to keep me from sobbing. I waited for his to reply but nothing came. It's Saturday and it's his free time, I decided to go to his unit today. Again. I want us to talk about this I can’t let him go. We’ll fix this.

We couldn't talk that night because he didn't want to give an explanation. We kept on shouting with each other. I got dressed and groomed myself. I told Granny I was leaving to take care of an important thing. My chest was pounding as the taxi I was riding approached the building. I took the elevator, my steps is getting heavier and heavier as I get closer to his unit.

I rang the doorbell and in just a few minutes the door opened. My face brightened when I saw the face of the person I love. I looked down at his body. He was only wearing a boxer shorts and looked like he had just woken up. My forehead frowned at the red line drawn on his chest and there were also small red marks on his neck. My smile faded.

"Melissa.” He used to call me ‘baby’. “Won't you stop coming here?!"

"I-I just want us to talk, Wright. We need to work this out." I begged.

His hand combed his hair and looked at me with so much frustration. "There's nothing to work out, Melissa! We already done! What do you want me to say so you could understand?"

"No! I do not agree do this!" I couldn’t help but raised my voice. "I need to know why you're breaking up with me! What did I do wrong?"

"Bullshit, Melissa! Go home. You're wasting my time!" He said coldly.

Before he could close the door, I held his arm. He turned to me, affection is gone in his eyes. "Please, Wright. I need—"

"What took you so long?" A soft voice interrupted what I was about to say.

A woman appeared in Wright’s living room, she wears a thin night gown and obviously she didn’t have a bra. Her skin is white, has long hair and a round face. Due to the shortness of her night gown, her slender body and long thighs are noticeable.

She narrowed eyes when she saw me.

"I thought you two already broke up?" One of her eyebrows rose while looking at me.

Wright removed my hand from his arm and walked towards her. He wraps his hand around the woman's waist. I felt my heart broke into pieces. My eyes could stop the tears from flowing. My lips opened a little and a sobbed escape from it.

"Yes, but she kept on coming back. I don’t know how to make he stop from coming here." Wright kissed her forehead, the woman smiled.

Is she the reasons why he broke up with me? Don't be stupid, Melissa. Don't be a masochist. You've seen it!

"H-How… I thought we’re okay. How did it turn out like this, Wright?" My voice trembled. The tears that I had been holding back were already dripping on my cheeks. "I gave it my all. Where did I go wrong?"

He turned to me. His face was expressionless. "You're boring. Too boring. It’s not your fault that I’ve lost my interest in you."

"H-Huh?" Boring?

"You're boring. You're boring to talk to and you're boring in bed." I was disgusted by the smile of the girl who hugged his waist.