My knees hit the ground with a thud, most likely causing a bruise.
I reached my hand out to the man in front of me, tears running down my cheeks. His back was turned towards me, but I didn't have to see that he was angry. He was more than angry.
And this anger was directed to me.
"Keiran, if you could just listen-" I sobbed, cut off by his cold voice.
"Just stop, Cherilyn," he seethed, looking back at me with a glare. "Begging won't help."
I could tell he was trying to keep his voice leveled, though he wanted to scream at me. And that would be better.
I hated the cold tone in his voice, and the glare he pointed at me. He looked at me as if I was filth.
"I promise, Keiran," I pleaded, "I never did such a thing."
"And you still have the audacity to lie!" He finally shouted.
"I'm not!" I shouted back, since nothing I said would get through to him. "I didn't cheat. I promise I love you."
"I have evidence, Cherilyn!" He threw the pictures that were in his hand. "I have pictures, a video tape, and 2 witnesses! Do you think I'm stupid?"
"Keiran-"
"No." He said sharply. "How dare you cheat on me. Do I mean anything to you? Did anything we went through mean anything to you? All the 'I love you' 's, all of the sweet moments, all of the things I did for you? How could you still have the heart to cheat on me? Well, maybe you don't have a heart at all."
How could he accuse me of being heartless? He won't even let me explain myself!
"No, Keir," I said, calling him by his nickname in an attempt to soften him.
His face only hardened at the word.
"Only those I care about can call me that," he hissed. "And you aren't one of them."
"Please.." I pleaded. My tears had formed a small puddle under me, and it was only growing more with each drop that fell. I stood up and grasped onto his arms, turning him back to me. "Ple-"
My head was sent to the side the moment a sharp noise filled the room. I widened my eyes as I slowly looked back at him. He slapped me.
Keiran never raised a hand at me before.
"Get out!" He snapped. "And don't come back!" He pulled his arm from my hold.
A ringing suddenly sounded in my ears. My vision was blurry because of all the tears. He didn't say anymore, and instead left the room, shutting it close. I fell back on the ground and stared at the floor in a trance-like state.
It was over.
He hated me now, and it wasn't my fault.
So, I left. And he didn't stop me.
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The Ex Wife
ChickLit"Get out, and don't come back!" She did as she was told and quietly disappeared from his life. She was left to fend for herself, but the world was cruel. She was abandoned by those she called family. She could barely get by, living off of the small...
