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My First Heartbreak
Back in hostel days, I used to be known as the meanest girl around. I was completely nonchalant when it came to guys, zero interest. Until one night, someone knocked on my door.
I opened it to see a tall, dark figure standing there. I asked if he’d lost his way. He said no, he was there to see me, and asked if he could come in. I opened my door wider, and let him in.
I asked, “So… what should I offer you?”
He said, “Nothing. I just want to talk.”
Curious, I sat down.
He started, “I saw a nice cloth I wanted to buy, tried to price it, but I didn’t have enough money. When I went to get it, someone else bought it.”
I blinked. “Okay… but why are you telling me this?”
Then he said the part that shocked me: he’d been noticing me for a while and trying to talk to me, but I never gave him a chance. I laughed, “You don’t mean it! For real?” I haven’t seen you before. He gave me scenarios but I didn’t remember any.
I told him I was single and very much not dating anyone, that was my friend’s boyfriend dropping us off from school.
Fast forward less than two weeks, we started dating.
He was respectful, patient, and said he could wait until I was ready (to do the do). Honestly, it was fun dating him, even if he had nothing to give but love.
We dated for about seven months. Then, one morning, he woke me up and asked if I could come to his room. I went quickly. On getting there, this guy turned around and just said ‘it’s over’.
I stared at him. “Stop playing… over what?”
He repeated it. “I’m no longer interested.”
I nearly lost it, smoke came out of my head. I started asking all the possible questions; “Were you not happy in this relationship?”
“Yes, I was,” he said casually.
“So then… what?” I pressed. “Is it sex?” “I thought you agreed to wait?”
“No, it’s not.”
“Then what is it?”
This was the same guy who used to be all lovey-dovey, show up at my lectures to distract me with funny faces, and make me laugh every day. And now? He just told me it’s over and I should get out of his room.
So I went all the way downstairs to chop breakfast this hot Sunday afternoon.
Later, I went to a quiet spot in the compound to cry so that no one will see me. You know how it is in a place everyone admired or envied your relationship.
This guy passed me with this same friend that calls me Gee. I cried my eyes out.
The next morning I went to school trying to print out 25 pages project I needed to submit before deadline. But my roommate who was in the same department as me was assisting me because she knows I wasn’t ready for anything.
All of a sudden she ran to where I was sitting and shouted “guess what????”
To be continued…
MrsN💎🦋@MrsN_L
@Darablaqie Hmmm My first heartbreak 🤧
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