"Hello Olivia" she smirked as she saw my face

"What are you doing here? Where is Charles?" I ignored her and looked inside. what is she doing here?

"He's in the shower" she says, she trail her manicured fingers down.

I gasp in shock when I saw she is wearing Charles's shirt. Why is she wearing that? Did he gave her? Did they....? No no. He can't do that. I know, he can't. My eyes started to well up.

"Ohh Brandon is here too" she said making me turn around to see Brandon glaring at Mariah.

"What-" he stopped when his eyes landed on me, his eyes soften as he grabbed my face with his hands.

"What happened?" He whispered

"His shir-" before I can complete I hear a loud voice.

"Mariah you're still here. I told you to leave. I don't want Olivia and any other to see you here" Charles came downstairs, wearing nothing but sweatpants. If it was just the other normal days, I would be drooling over. But right now my heart is breaking into pieces.

His eyes widened when he saw me, like he has seen a ghost. His eyes travelled towards Brandon and then at Mariah. His eyed the shirt on Mariah.

"Fuck" he grabbed his hair in frustration but something else caught my eyes. A light pink mark on his cheeks just near his lips.

A sob escape from my mouth. I clutched my mouth with my hands, not wanting to stay here any other second.

"Wait, Liv" Charles grab my hand " please it's not what you think"

"Yes, it's nothing. We didn't do anything last night. I just slept next to him on the same bed but nothing else" Mariah said trying hard to make innocent face but I know better.

"Will you shut the fuck up?" Charles shouted at her but she still kept looking at me. Making me feel less, unworthy.

"Liv?" Charles called me out softly.

"What will you explain Charles? The engagement that you knew about but didn't care enough to tell me about it? Or the shirt she is wearing. I thought I was the only one who could wear your clothes. I thought that was our thing. And don't get me started with the pink lipstick mark on your face" I was going crazy, tears were streaming down my face but I was laughing while saying, "you know what, I came here to say I'm sorry for overreacting last night for not giving you a chance to explain yourself but within few hours you let the bitch stay here with you? Fuck explanation. I don't want to do anything with you" I snatched my hand away and ran out.

My heart is aching like someone is stabbing me, I hear Brandon say, "how could you do that to her brother" then I heard his footsteps as he came and held me by my shoulder.

"Come, I will take you home"

The whole ride, I didn't speak a word. But I could see Brandon's worried face as he kept glancing at me. I brought my hands placing them in my heart hoping it would stop hurting. I kept thinking of the shirt Mariah was wearing and the mark on his face. Why? Why did he do this? Was I not enough for him? Was I so unworthy that no one wants me? Even my parents left me at the door of the orphanage and now Charles?

I didn't realized that we have reached my place until I felt Brandon's hand on my shoulder. I rushed inside not taking the elevator I ran on the stairs. My face is messy, my hair is mess, and my life is a mess. I'm mess. I took out the keys from my purse weeping. I kept juggling the lock but it won't open.

"Fuck" I shouted as I kicked the door. "It hurts" I cried as I slide down on my knees against the wall.

"Olivia" Brandon rush towards me pulling me in a hug and I cried and cried.

"Why?" I sobbed, "I thought he loved me"

"I don't know. I wish I knew but I don't" he caress my hair. I sat there when Brandon stood up and opened the door. Walking inside he asked me to sit on the couch while he brings me a glass of water

My head is spinning, as everything started to get blurry.

"Hey hey" Brandon handed me the glass "you okay? You look pale? Did you ate anything"

I didn't speak, but shake my head no.

"Gosh Olivia. Let me make a sandwich for you" he said as he was about to walk towards kitchen

"I want some time alone" I mumble

"But-"

"Please" I looked at him, as a single tear slowly slide down my cheeks

"Okay. But call me when you need something or want someone to talk to" he looked at me placing a kiss in my forehead, than left

As soon as I heard the door closed I ran to my room, and cried. I cried because my parents left me and didn't want me in their life. I cried because I grew up all alone. I cried because the only guy I let in, betrayed me. Who thinks I'm not worthy enough for him. I cried because whatever I do I will end up alone. No one wants me.

I heard the knock on the door making me open my eyes. I fell asleep crying. My eyes are burning when I opened them.

"Olivia are you okay?" I heard Freya's voice

"Yeah. Just fell asleep" I said not wanting to talk to anyone.

"Can i-"

"I'm tired. Can we talk tomorrow?" I hoped she wouldn't force me

There was silence for a while when she replied, "sure"

I checked my phone. No calls. No texts

He doesn't want you. A voice in my head said.

Look at Mariah and look at you. You are nothing.

He was just using you to make her jealous. He left you when he was done. You thought he loved you? He never will.

"Shutttttt up" I grabbed my head in frustration. I thought there were no tears left for me to cry but no, they were not stopping. I loved him and gave all of me. I should have known by now that people don't need me. They never did and never will.

Attachment sucks. Once you're attached to someone you get so lost in that person and when they leave, your whole world come down scattering.

I felt so stupid for giving someone so much power over me. i was doing fine by my own few months before but now i feel like i will never be the same.