Love Invalid

So, I met him at the bar. I don't even know but how can I resist those beautiful blue eyes and sexy jawline?

Of course, he was glancing my way but I tried my best to play hard. Unfortunately, that failed which leads me here-in well, an agreement.

One simple goodbye kiss made my life hell yet heaven at the same time. Heaven because I get to live with a sex god but hell because I have to deal with the devil, how ironic.

Who would thought that a Spanish sex god could become the devil? Not really the devil but... you'll have to find out.

Love, Athena

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Athena

''What the fuck!'' I shout as loud as I can when I see the sight in front of me. My eyes widen in anger when I see him kissing his own co-worker. See, seeing your boyfriend making out with someone else isn't really a great view but I find myself relief at the same time.

You see, Jeremy—my boyfriend has been cheating on me for the past two years since we've both finish college. I gave him a second chance—wait no, I gave him exactly three chances but he just has to go around and ruin those chances.

''Athena, it's not what you think.'' He steps away from his co-worker as he walk toward

me.

Oh well, first let me introduce myself. My parents gave me the name Athena because they thought that I would grow up with wisdom, courage, inspiration, civilization, law and justice, strategic welfare, mathematics, strength, strategy, the arts, craft and skill. They thought I would match the goddess of wisdom, Athena.

Unfortunately, from all those meaningful meanings, I only got stuck with one—courage. My mom's Greek so she used to tell me stories about mythology when I was little but I myself, don't really give a damn about Greek mythology. I only know one though, Cupid which is Eros and Eros which is Cupid. Make sense.

I'm the only child and in my situation, my parents spoiled me. They feed me with silver spoons and treat me like a princess. I got everything I wanted and people at school used to envy me but I really don't care. I just don't care what other people think. Up till now, I have been the same.

''Well fuck you Jeremy. You have been saying that for the past two years!'' I throw my hands up in the air. True though, every time I caught him cheating, he would be like Athena, it's not what you think. I wasted two years with him and I just realise that he's a piece of shit, useless and hopeless.

''Athena, wait. Let me explain.'' He grabs me by my arm but I pushes his hand away.

''Ew, don't touch me. Get lost Jeremy, we're over.'' But his grip only tighten which makes it harder for me to get away from him. I try smacking his chest but he won't budge.

''This is a mistake. She's nothing, you're everything to me.'' Jeremy smiles, trying to make my heart skip a beat but no, not anymore. That's not working because I feel disgusted by his touch.

''Look, asshole.'' I snap my fingers in front of him, ''That is exactly what I have been hearing for the past two years, can't you find a better punchline?'' Then with a kick on the groin, he let go of me before falling down on the ground. I smirk at him before looking at his co-worker who has been sitting at the same spot.

She avoided my eye at all cost so I just decided to let it slip. I walk out of his office, I feel lightheaded as if every problem has been settled. I breathe in, trying to find a source of happiness through this break up. This is what I wanted right? For the past two years, this is what I have been waiting for. Well, I had the chance to break up with him at the past but... I still loved him back then.

I realise how my love was a waste.

I pick up my phone as it keeps on ringing. Looking down at the caller ID, I roll my eyes knowing that Joanna is calling me, ''Yes, Joanna.'' I walk down the New York City street with people passing me. This has been my daily routine—walking to Jeremy's office every lunch hours so that we could have lunch together, looks like it's no longer included in my routine.

''I have news for you, Athena.'' She says from the other line.

''Oh, please reconsider if you are asking me to spy on Kim Kardashian because that's not going to happen again.'' I roll my eyes, ''We both know what happened before.'' I shiver at the thought of me being pushed to Kim's breasts, not only that but she wasn't wearing any bra at that moment so... let's just say I washed my face more than ten times but still feel disgusted.

Come on, she was sweating.

I hear her laughter from the other side, ''Good old times, Athena.''

''I swear if you were at my place, I would have clapped with joy.'' I say annoyingly, ''So what's the news, Joanna?''

''Do you perhaps know Alexander Herrera?''

Alexander Herrera, I thought to myself. ''No, who is he?''

''He's a footballer. He's from Spain but he was raised and educated in United States.'' She continues, ''There's something about him, something... odd.''

''Odd?'' I snort.

''Exactly, Athena.'' I hear something falling from the other line and I wouldn't bother asking because I know Joanna since she's my boss and she would end up breaking at least one glass a day, I don't even know, don't ask, ''Alexander has been single for the past three years. He's good looking, rich and he has done a few photo shoots to be at the front cover of the magazine but how come someone like him end up being single?''

I furrow my eyebrows, ''Maybe he has a few one night stands that you don't really know about.'' I mean, I work at Published—a publishing company and we tend to get different gossips from different celebrities everyday. Joanna seems to be satisfied with her occupation now. She has no problem with spreading other people's gossips, whether they are right or wrong.

''If he has a few one night stands, we would have found out about it.'' She groans lightly.

''Maybe... just maybe... he's gay.'' I throw my hands up in the air in justice, thinking that was probably the right thing to say. Why would she care about a footballer anyway? There are lot of other celebrities who have tons of gossips so why would she want 'the footballer'?

''No, he can't be.'' Joanna gasp in horror, ''He... can't be gay?''

''Joanna, how is this even a news for me?'' I arrive at Published and the receptionist smiles at me and I gladly return her smile before I head into the elevator.

''I thought you would want to volunteer and check him out for me.'' She says quite slow, I know whenever she does that voice, she needs my help.

I chuckle lightly, ''Not a chance. I'm not interested with some footballer.'' I walk out as I reach my floor, ''I'm here, by the way.''

''Good! We can discuss further, get to my office now.'' And with that she hung up. I stare at my phone before putting it down with my coat and my handbag. When I look beside my computer, I can see a photo of me and Jeremy hugging each other. We looked so happy back then. Well, looks like I was the one who's happy.

I take the photo before shredding it into pieces and throw it into the bin.

I get on my heels as I walk toward Joanna's office. I see her wearing her glasses as she stands up. Her eyes brighten at my sight. Joanna is ten years older than me. I turned twenty-four three months ago.

At least Jeremy gave me a Tiffany & Co necklace. I guess that will also be going to the bin.

''Where were we?'' She raises an eyebrow at me.

''About Alexander Herrera.'' I sit down in front of her, the Mahogany table separating us.

''Right.'' She adjusts her glasses, ''Are you interested in my offer, Athena?''

''No.'' I answer immediately, ''I'm not interested. What's so special about him anyway? He's just a footballer, Joanna. You never pay much attention to sporty people.''

''I found out that he has been quiet recently so we need to spread gossips, news!'' She claps her hand, ''But since... you're not really interested, I don't have the right to force you.''

''Now if you'll excuse me.'' I stand up, walking out of her office and heading back to my desk. I sit down with a loud sigh, I never thought that I would feel empty somehow.

Okay let me just be honest, I'm sad. I'm upset that Jeremy cheated on me. Three times. I kept on giving him the chance but he never appreciate me, not even once. I feel stupid. I knew better than to let him stay in my life.

I look down at my phone to see him calling me. The call ended and I can see that there's fifteen miss calls from him. I smirk unknowingly, this is all repeating again. The same old shit. He's going to keep calling until I pick up so that he could say he's sorry and that he would never do it again. Within a few months, he'll do it again.

I press the lock button to turn my phone off. I sigh once more before checking on the latest mails I have.

Work hours has definitely ended and everyone is walking out of the office. I look up to see people organising their files and papers before shutting down their computers. I look back down at my screen seeing that I am half way to finish my article. I save my article before shutting the computer.

''Athena, going home?'' I hear the familiar voice and I turn around to see Vivian.

''Yeah, not really going to stay up late today. How about you?'' I look down to see her holding a mug of coffee. A deep sigh came out from her mouth, ''Tough day?'' I add.

''Exactly. God, I feel awful.'' She takes a sip of her hot coffee.

''Not as awful as I am. Jeremy cheated on me.'' I pick up my handbag and my coat.

''Again?'' Vivian raises an eyebrow at me and I just shrug it off before walking toward the elevator.

Vivian and I have been close ever since I work here. Not the best friend material but we are friends. She's a great person. She has been there for me whenever I need her and she know a lot about Jeremy's schemes. That pathetic cheater.

I tie my hair up into a high bun before walking out of Published. The sky isn't exactly dark yet so I just look around to see people walking toward different directions. I stand there, for god knows how long.

I walk away toward the other direction from my apartment. My hand holding tightly onto my coat, in case I get cold, I have backup.

When someone hits me by the shoulder as he past by which cause my phone to drop on the ground. I turn to look at him. He just glance at me before walking away again. I stare at his back before groaning in frustration. I pick up my phone to find the screen cracking a little.

Well shit.

I keep on walking and walking until I find something that attracts my attention. A bar.

It isn't packed which is good. I take one last look and without me realising, I am already pushing the door and stepping inside. I sit near the counter, looking at the bartender. I put down my handbag and insert my phone inside. I leave my coat on my lap.