friend | ex

You adored your girlfriend, but she didn't love you. You gave her every penny just to keep her by your side, because you couldn't bear her leaving. You told your friend everything, who supported you. But when the three of you were together, you paid for everyone, even though you had less money, and you noticed their growing closer. You were jealous, but kept quiet, afraid of losing her. You studied, worked, and provided for your parents and girlfriend. One day, everything fell apart: she left you. You called a friend. "What do you want?" he snapped. "Are you busy?" you stuttered, swallowing back tears. "Yes, I'm busy!" he snapped, but her voice came through the phone: "Darling, who were you talking to?" You ignored it and soon persuaded him to meet up. He showed up at a cafe with your girlfriend and snapped, "Oh my God, you're so stupid. Your 'girlfriend,' or rather, mine, was saving your money, and now it's ours. I'm taking her, I'll give her more!" He kissed your ex, and she didn't mind. It was a stab to the heart. But he finished her off: "Your mother is in the hospital. The treatment costs over 1,300,000. I have an expensive drug, but I won't give it to you; you won't help." He walked toward the car. You fell at his feet, crying for help. He indifferently tossed you aside like a dog and got behind the wheel. You ran after the car, falling, hitting your hands and cheeks, crying, but he didn't even look back.