You're a Loser

Chapter 2:

Allvar’s world collapsed around him, but his heart wasn’t ready to surrender. His hands clenched into fists, and before he could stop himself, he yelled, “Serena! What the hell is this?”

The sound of his voice cut through the room. Serena and the man jerked away from each other, their faces a mix of shock and guilt. Serena’s eyes widened in panic as she scrambled to cover herself with the bedsheet.

“Allvar! It’s… it’s not what it looks like,” Serena stammered, her voice shaky, but her eyes flickered with fear. She started to reach out to him, but the man beside her sat up, his face calm and collected, as if he had been expecting this.

Allvar’s gaze burned with anger. “Not what it looks like? Are you serious? How could you, Serena?”

Serena’s panic quickly shifted to frustration. She glanced at the man beside her before looking back at Allvar, her expression hardening. “Allvar, you don’t understand. You’re never here, always running around with your head in the clouds, thinking you’re going to make something of yourself. But look at you now, you’re just a nobody.”

Allvar’s face twisted in pain, but he refused to back down. “I’ve been trying, Serena! Everything I’ve done was for us, for our future! And you… you repay me by doing this?”

The man, who had been silently watching the exchange, chuckled softly, drawing Allvar’s attention. “She’s not wrong, you know,” he said casually, leaning back on the pillows. “You might be from a top university, but what’s that worth if you can’t even land a decent job?”

Allvar’s anger flared even hotter. “And who the hell are you to talk to me like that?”

The man’s smirk widened. “I’m someone who understands how the world works. Money talks, kid. You could have a thousand degrees, but if you’re broke, you’re nothing. Unlike you, I have the means to give Serena what she wants.”

“Shut up!” Allvar snapped, taking a step forward, his fists trembling with rage. “You think you can just waltz in here and take everything from me? You’re nothing but a—”

“Stop it, Allvar!” Serena cut in, her voice cold now, no longer the panicked tone from earlier. “He’s right. I thought being with you would lead to something better, but you’re just a failure. All you do is study and dream, but where has that gotten you?”

Allvar felt the sting of her words as if she had slapped him. “A failure? Serena, I’ve been supporting you! I’ve been paying for everything while you sit around doing nothing but spending my money!”

Serena’s eyes narrowed, and she sneered. “Oh, please. You act like you’re some kind of hero, but you’re just a pathetic loser. I’m tired of pretending that you’re enough.”

Allvar’s chest tightened, the betrayal cutting deeper than he thought possible. “You don’t mean that… Serena, we’ve been through so much together. How can you say this?”

The man beside her laughed again, a low, mocking sound that made Allvar’s blood boil. “This is the part where you realize, kid, that love doesn’t pay the bills. And you? You’ve got nothing. No job, no prospects… nothing but empty promises.”

Allvar lunged at the man, his rage taking over, but before he could land a punch, Serena jumped in between them, her hands on Allvar’s chest, pushing him back. “Don’t you dare touch him!” she screamed, her eyes blazing with anger.

Allvar froze, his heart shattering at the sight of her defending the man who had stolen everything from him. “Serena…” he whispered, the betrayal now complete. “You… you’re really choosing him over me?”

Serena didn’t even flinch. “At least he’s going somewhere in life, Allvar. Unlike you.”

Allvar staggered back, the weight of her words crushing him. The room spun, and the only thing he could focus on was the fact that the woman he loved, the woman he had trusted with everything, had turned her back on him in the cruelest way possible.