Chapter Two

Tyler caught sight of his girlfriend bent by the wall in a doggy position with a guy thrusting deep into her from behind. They halted the act immediately Tyler barged into them. Thank Goodness it was meant to be a quickie. Charlotte only had her skirts rolled up.

"Charlotte!" Tyler exclaimed. His lips formed a silent 'wow', as he stood still like a mannequin trying to process everything. Moments ago, he was being bullied by Raul and some daredevils and he thought that was enough misfortune for a day, but right now - the word 'misfortune' has got a new synonym - Charlotte.

Tyler tried to utter a word but only his inaudible blabbings echoed. His hands flew to his mouth in outright shock, as he watched the two fornicators disengage from each. The guy - who is a member of the football team quickly zipped his pants, sweat dribbling down his pale face. Charlotte rolled down her skirts. The frown on her face spoke volumes Tyler never expected.

If it was some Disney movie, Charlotte should be on her knees, kneading her hands together pleading with Tyler. Obviously, she cheated. She cheated on a man who had been working his butt off to save up and buy her a befitting birthday present.

"......c..charlotte how could you do this?" Tyler muttered, his voice stuck somewhere between pain and disappointment. His swollen face shrunk into a frown and he took a step forward. "I thought, you lo......"

"You thought I loved you?... You're tripping.. What the hell are you doing here?" Charlotte interrupted. She slid her feet into her shoes, staring at Tyler in outright disbelief, more like he said the dumbest thing ever.

She scoffed when Tyler nodded affirmatively to her impromptu question. A question that sounded rhetorical. "You're such a bozo for thinking I feel shit for you" she yelled. She paused to take her breath. "Why would you barge into me like this....ugh" She said, stomping her feet over the floor.

Tyler strained his ears to be sure he didn't have his earphones plugged or a news flash wasn't playing by his ears.

Charlotte kissed her teeth, her nostrils flaring like she had a ball of fury in her throat "You're so unbelievable right now, Tyler" Charlotte said. She edged her hands across her chest staring at Tyler with bloodshot eyes.

Tyler's lips trembled ceaselessly, streaks of sweat glided down his face. His eyes skimmed between Charlotte and the teammate she had a 'one-afternoon' stand with. his eyes settled on Charlotte. "Charlotte how could you do this to me?" Tyler muttered, and the first year dropped. He sniffed and continued "I was working my ass out to save up and buy you a befitting birthday present, and here you are..... Sleeping around, Charlotte what did I ever do to you?"

"Aww Poor boy!" Charlotte clamored in an unreal tone of sympathy. A hysteric laughter fled out of her lips. She laughed and staggered towards the teammate. He laughed at her unreal sympathy too. A stoic stare replaced the laughter. "Well you must be so foolish to think I'm in this shitty relationshit with you... You're not my type for Pete's sake, you're jus...."

"But you said you love me and you know I feel the same way about you" Tyler interrupted amidst tears. He wiped his tears with the back of his palms. "But I guess I was wrong all the while"

"Of course. You're not even my type Tyler. Besides, this isn't something you should flare up about. Its my pussy and I'm responsible for who fucks it. You should thank your stars that you got the chance to bury that tiny piece of sausage in it" Charlotte said.

Moments ago, Tyler's tears cascaded because of the betrayal aching at his heart. But when Charlotte uttered those words, that ache - birthed from betrayal vanished. It got replaced with a prom of fury and disgust. Tyler gritted his teeth, he tightened his fist like he'd punch life out of Charlotte's nostrils.

"Don't you dare insult me" he groaned.

".....oops and what would your dumb ass do if I insult you?" Charlotte dared, stepping into Tyler's space, staring straight into his red eyeballs. "Just take a look at yourself Tyler. You're so ugly broke and fucking useless. You're a broke ass. You couldn't even afford to buy me and iPhone and you stand your silly self here claiming be to my man?" Charlotte scoffed.

"...but I love you. How dare you treat me like this?" Tyler yelled. Silence invaded the room when he finished speaking and suddenly a laughter tore into the silence. The teammate laughed at Tyler's utterance.

"You're so dump" the teammate snarled. He pulled out some dollar bills from his pocket and threw them at Tyler's face. "Take this. Go get a life. Leave and never come back, because this beautiful girl right here is mine now. You don't deserve her" the teammate said, pulling Charlotte close to him. He placed a kiss on Charlotte's lips.

Tyler fumed with rage, lips trembling and his heart thumping like it'll fall off. He charged at the teammate, landing a punch on his face. "You bastard!" Tyler yelled.

The teammate held his face in his hands for a moment. Tyler ambled towards him to land him another blow, but the teammate blocked his arm. He gripped Tyler by the arm, causing him to twirl backwards, while his hands got pinned to the back.

Tyler groaned in pain. The teammate let go off his arms. Tyler tried to throw a jab, but the teammate dodged his hand. He grabbed Tyler by his legs and pushed him to the floor.

The teammate pounced on Tyler like grain, sitting on his stomach He rained slaps and blows on his already bleeding face, while he gasped for breath.

"Don't dare raise your filthy hands at me ever again!" The teammate spat. He got off his abdomen. The teammate's line of sight met with a marker on the floor. He picked he scribbled 'SORE LOSER' on Tyler's shirt. He kicked him by the ball, as he threw the marker away.

"Babe let's get out of here" he said to Charlotte.