"Life gets weird when it's all weird" and that's what people always said...

Well, my life has always been simple like more than simple or let's says plain normal. I have almost everything a high school senior needs in the life good earning parents, a loving brother more close to me than his or my best friend and a perfect boyfriend Ken Dearing with whom I am stupidly I love with.

Who am I you ask I am Serena Napper the person with a mostly normal life. Well, that's it to my life nothing less and nothing more; that's what I thought until my life turned all over the place after he entered my life.

Monday morning.

Since it was a school day I was in school teachers only told us to study this and study that, this is important and that is important etc... Sigh, I was all exhausted and it was not because the teacher ranting it was because I never liked studying. I hated all subjects and the most math it doesn't mean my grade was bad though.

Just to tell you Ken was always a good kid or let's say a perfect person it was so hard to understand how can this person be a human and not be claimed as an angle. He used to teach me for my exams, he is good looking handsome and charming. If handsomeness could have made people pure our whole school would have been so pure. he is the ace of the volleyball team, I really hated him playing volleyball and all the girls ogling him over but he likes it and that made me feel happy... I guess!

ken and I have been together for like 6 years now so just to say we are the only partner we have had in our life till now. So we had our first kiss our first fight and everything but Ken wants to keep our relationship platonic till the time we are married it's his idea of treasuring me.

I decided to go to study at his place after school. I always went there unannounced and he always welcomed me; that was him and I loved that, I loved everything about him. never the less I had some issues about myself like anxiety, trust issues and I am an introvert kind of person who kept her circle limited, let's say so limited that if Ken wasn't there I was all alone without any friends. Even after knowing this ken kept being by my side

Keeping that aside, I was now at the doorstep of Ken and was about to enter his house. We both had spare keys to our houses so that we can come and go whenever we wanted.

The moment I entered the house I found an unfamiliar pair of shoes which made me think he must have bought it or... no, it was old and a bit rugged so it might have been borrowed from one of his friends. Ken was nowhere to be seen just to find a pair of folded unfamiliar pair of clothes.

I was still looking for him I went towards his bedroom, the room was full of echoing sounds of heavy breaths and light moans; I was not certain something was up. I flung the door open just to find the worst nightmare scenario.... ken was beneath some guy.

Wait I know this guy he is hiss's volleyball teammate. Ken noticed me only to push the guy who was thrusting above him.

He couldn't say anything and I was frozen my mind was full of thoughts. there were guys stark naked in front of me, they both are handsome, but wait, is ken gay, wait now what should I do, should I still wait and ask for an explanation or should I run away so that ken could chase me and explain. In that moment of thinking, I looked towards ken that was trying to get dressed and he gave me an expression suggesting that I should understand.

The last thought that came to my mind was to run, run out, to home or to anywhere which wasn't this place. I sprinted out and just stopped just to see back that he wasn't chasing me to even give an explanation. I again started running and at last, was home...

I was now a bit calm. I sat on the bed trying to think what had actually happened. after long thinking, I came to and conclusion that ken might be gay, the moment he told me he wanted to treasure me was a lie so that he could cover for himself he always welcomed my drawbacks cause he might have felt sympathy towards a girl he was lying too.

I was now connecting the dots and the more it comes towards the conclusion the sadder I felt the more rage I could feel building in me. I wanted an explanation I was so angry to know that I was banging my hands on the ground unknowingly and my hand was already bleeding and was covered in bruises.

I was still crying at that time a thought stuck to my mind that I should call him and ask for an explanation, more than an explanation I wanted him to console me that he wasn't doing that, he wasn't cheating on me. I wanted him to hear me cry and my sadness through my voice so that he would feel the guilt.

It all my might, with all the rage and tear-filled blurry eyes I dialled his number the bell was ringing and finally, he picked it.

He: "hello"

(I couldn't answer for a while I was still crying and was still sniffing and sobbing loudly. I had to make myself calm and when I returned to calmness I was filled with rage.)

Serena: "how could you do this to me? Why ken why? Do you think that I was just a joke? was I just someone you could play with?"

( I was talking to him with so much rage I was almost shouting if someone was beside him eve they could hear me it was so loud.)

He: "may I know who I am talking to?"

Serena: "yes! This is what was left to hear, who am I? I am Serena Napper your so-called girlfriend. Why do you have to do this to me? Why was I the victim and not someone else who could handle this well? Why can't you even explain to me Ken why?"

(I couldn't think more the only things I could think were such questions. Right now I wasn't even able to understand what he was even taking I was just blabbering nonstop.)

He: "no you were not just a joke, I was the one who made the mistake I am so sorry"

(I don't know why the voice on the other side was so strange and different but it was soothing he was trying his best by giving me answers like 'hmm, yes, no, I was wrong, sorry'. I cried very hard then and fell asleep still blabbering on the phone.)

He: "we will meet soon Serena"

(was the last line I heard and could remember.)

the following morning when I got up my head was heavy, I could feel my eyes burning and my face was swollen it was almost like I was drunk on my own sadness. my hand were all bruised from me banging them on the ground yesterday. Leaving that aside I just checked my phone and found the number I last called.

"Whose number was this? Why did I call on this number?"Now I was shocked to find that the person I was fighting to last night wasn't Ken but someone I don't even know!

Just to be safe I was trying to call the person to apologize for the last night incident. The call would not get through which gave me a feeling of relief and I kept my phone aside and went back to sleep.

But now the only question was who the one whom I called was?