Breaking Point

Chapter 19: Major Details

***********September 15, 2018************

GIOVANNI ORTEGA

The plane is were another being takes over. The only thing I can focus on is the task at hand. I can't think about Rio or Kay or anybody that could make my heartbeat. Everything is gone and all I can focus on is my objective... my target.

Something I struggled with was the order. How do you decided who comes next. Shacey was first because she was the first person to ruin my life, but in the grand scheme she matters to me the least. So that's the way I decided. Who matters the least? That's how I got to Damion.

Damion was my first real... everything. He broke my heart before I could even fathom what puppy love was. It was just that he broke my heart. It was the disrespectful bullshit he did and said when he did it. I would've been heartbroken with him leaving. He knew that. But he still chose to make it worst for me.

FLASHBACK

I walked into my condo and sat down. I was pissed. I thought I had finally proven my worth at that damn company only for them to fire me. Every event I threw was flawless. The one time, I have a lot going on a scale back they throw me away.

"FUCK!" I scream throwing the box of my office stuff across the room "Why fucking me?! It's always fucking something!"

I shook my head before getting up and going to my room. I open the door to Damion packing up a suitcase. I wanted to be mad at him. He was the reason I've been so distracted. He's been acting mad different towards me. I mean we had another pregnancy scare and this time I justifiably freaked out but we were good.

All that anger was gone though. It was replaced with confusion and a drop of worry. Damion was always open so whatever was wrong had to be bad if he was hiding it.

"Babe?"

He faced me with a look of shock.

"Giovanni! Wh-what are you doing home so early?"

I hung my head.

"Giov—"

"She fired me" I shook my head as a few tears rolled "Told me I was become lack luster and losing my edge"

"Damn" he sighed "I'm sorry"

"It's fine" I sat down on my side "It was my time to go. I'm sure I can find something better for me"

"Yeah"

There was a pause as we both looked at his luggage. I looked at the dresser and notice another fully packed suitcase. I looked at him and he looked guilty yet indifferent.

"What are you doing? Where are you going on"

"Giovanni... I just... I'm leaving" he looked at me "I can't do this anymore"

"What? What do you mean? Do what?"

"This!" He pointed between us yelling "This! Me and you! I can't do it anymore. It's not working and I want to be happy"

"When did you stop being fucking happy?" I stood up yelling back "I do everything! I cook, I clean, I fucking love you!"

"It's just not working for me!"

"Since when?"

He looked away but didn't respond

"WHEN? HUH?!" I yelled pushing him

"Gio---"

"ANSWER ME!"

"Last year!" he glared at me