HI!! This is my new story! I really hope you like it. I know I'm supposed to be writting the next chapter for Runaway and Petalos de Flor de Cereza but I had this urge to start this story now. i'll be posting also soon another new story named I Love Football. But I promised be updating my others stories this week or maybe today and tomorrow. i'm done with exams so this weekend i do have time to write lots of lots of things.

Disclaimer: I do not own nothing but the plot. I'm miserable. buu...

Read it but I'm warning you... you may cry. Please try not to. Tears may damage your computer. [Bad joke, I know]

Today was going to be the best day of my life Hill yet. At least that's how it was supposed to be. I had planned everything. I even took care about every single detail. Everything was going to be perfect, everything had to be perfect, and everything should have been perfect.

Of course, my family was there. And when a say my family, I mean all of them (parents, brother, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, my dog, etc). If not, I would just say my parents and my brother with her lovely future wife.

Ok, returning to the story. My friends from work, high school, college were there. Even the pizza deliverer was there to celebrate with us. I invited them all because of the celebration. This kind of celebration must be celebrate with all the people you know, so you can be happy and they can be happy for you when you are not that happy and they think you are. That's why engagement parties exist right?

Beside my future if-she-say-yes-to-me wife wanted something like this when the right time came. Yeah…I know I know. What's the whole thing about the "if-she-say-yes-to-me". Well, the thing is that this party is a surprise. Yeah… a surprise engagement party!

You are maybe questioning yourself about how am I so sure that she is going to say yes to me? That's pretty easy. Many times in our 4 years relationship, she has been bringing up the topic about the ring and the white dress. And when I say many times, I mean hundreds, thousands, millions of times. She has also explained to me how she wants her wedding to be.

The wedding must be on the church her parents got married with every single person on earth knowing about it. I really don't have a problem with that but I'm not that religious. I would rather prefer a small wedding on the beach with my family and hers, of course. But it's just that I loved her so much, I just wanted for to make her dreams come true. Then it was supposed to be the greatest and the biggest reception party of all times. It was no a huge problem because my job is that great, that I really can afford it. Beside it was for her.

The proposal had to be on the most beautiful house ever. With that she meant my parents house beach. Well, it is really some kind of mansion, that if you only look at the walls and at the hall, you could really confuse it with an art museum.

The beach is right in front of it. It has also its own huge swimming pool. I spend there the best parties of my whole life.

So the first step, the proposal was almost done. I just had to look for her ask her and celebrate. She had said to me like a billion of times that I'm the only man on earth for her. So she had to be the only for me as well. If not, I wouldn't be here trying to get her to marry me.

My brother is getting married in 4 months or so. It depends on the date the church is available. But that's not what the plot is about.

All of inviters were having a good time eating, talking, and drinking next to the pool. The party was going to be on the backyard. It's huge enough for the almost 800 people that were here at the time. Everyone we knew was there; even my boss. Sorry, I had to mention it again.

But it was almost time for me to look for her, to ask her and then celebrate all of us together. So I asked for their attention for a minute. I told them that I was going to look for my lovely girlfriend. I asked my brother for my velvet box with the ring inside. He gave it to me. I really should have given the ring to the best man, better say my best friend. But he was on a work trip. He called me this morning saying that he could make it but really late in the afternoon. He asked me not to delay the proposal. We discussed it for a while till I said "alright".

After putting the box on my black suits pocket I walked into the mansion and looked for her. I told her we where going to go out to an expensive restaurant, the best in the city. It was really the best and the finest, so she should dress very formally and most likely with a long dress. I told her that yesterday before getting into bed. She was excited and it would take her all morning to get ready for lunch. I already know how it works. I have always had a problem with that. I can't understand why woman take all that effort and strength to get dressed when they are going out for lunch, dinner or whatever. They are just beautiful, the way they look without all of the make-up and etc. but I can't deny that she is just gorgeous. I always complain but at the end I'm so glad I've waited. The weird thing is that I cannot remember just one time, she didn't wear make-up. It's like she had born with make-up on her face.

I walked down the hall. Then run up the stairs to the second floor and walked to their room. Yes, we share one room. That's what couples do when they are old enough. And we are.

I was half way from the door, when I started to hear some noise coming from inside the room. Maybe it was the music coming from the radio. This was going to be the best surprise she would ever have. I was sure about it. She could not know that this was going to happen to her today. It's just great.

I reached the room and slowly opened the door. I heard the bed moving. I stepped into the room at the time she screamed from the pleasure he was giving her. They were lying on the bed. He was on top of her. And neither of them realized that I was there. I could feel my heart breaking into little tiny pieces. I felt like my whole world was falling apart when they stopped. I stared at them. I couldn't help it. She, the woman I loved so much and she was supposed to love me back, because that's what she has been saying the past few years, was now in bed, in my parents house, the day I was going to propose to her with my best friend, my best man.

I just couldn't believe this. I wanted to yell at her, I wanted to punch him right in the face, I wanted to do so many things to both of them that the only thing I could really trust and think about doing was walking away without saying a word.

I walked away. I could hear her calling me. She then appeared running behind me in nothing more than the white sheets. The bastard, who I used to call my best friend, appeared behind her, in his green boxers. They tried to explain, saying it was just a mistake that it wouldn't happen again.

At that very moment, I realized that all the words that were coming out of their mouths were a lie. They might have been sneaking around and having sex on my back all the time. When did this start?

I reached the backyard and commanded my brother to give me his cars keys. At the time he gave me the keys, everybody reminded in silence. I turned around and saw her. She was standing there at the backyard door in the same clothes she has been wearing seconds ago, the sheets. She was still begging for forgiveness when she and her lover realized how many people were standing out there with a drink on the hand. I couldn't' stand this and looked for my brother's car. I got in and she appeared at my window.

-Matt! I'm sorry! Let's forget this, ok? We can work it out.

-Work it out? - I asked her dryly.

-Matt? – She started crying. I wanted t believe that this was a nightmare and that I would wake up soon but it didn't happened. I walked out of the car.

-Work it out? – I laughed coldly at the simple idea. Everyone was staring at us. I can't blame them, I invited them. –Work it out? – I said loud. – Don't dare to give me that shit about working things out?! You are nothing but a whore! And you – I yelled up to her lover. – You bastard, where supposed to be my friend, I trusted you, I trusted you both. And what did I receive? - My tone was now deep and hateful –don't dare to ever again come to me, asking for help or to apologize. What you two did today to me has no forgiveness. – I was losing control. I couldn't help it. I tried to get into the car again but my not-any-longer best friend stopped me.

-Matt; don't do this. – I lost it. I just did and punch him right into his face. He fell back and she bend down to help him stand up again.

-Tai, are you ok? – She asked. He nodded and stood up.

-How long? - I asked her.

-How long what?

-How long have you been cheating on me? – I said trying not to aloud my voice to brake. She said nothing. I tried to focus and not lose it again. But it was useless –How long!? – I yelled. This was the first time in my whole life that I have ever yelled to a woman. I had no intention to be nice with the one who has made me miserable in just a fraction of a second. How do things change so fast? Just 5 minutes ago I was the luckiest guy on earth because I was going to propose to Sora Takenouchi, the richest, the finest, and the most beautiful girl on earth. And now I was just miserable and everyone knew it.

She murmured something that I didn't understand. I can't figure if it was because she said it too low or because I just didn't want to hear it.

-16 moths. – That was the last thing I could ever imagine. How could she? I refused to look at her. I got again into the car and drove away. I don't know what happened to her after that. I could hear my brother yelling at her at the distance. I was heart-broken. I can't believe this, 16 months. That was almost a third part of our relationship. She lied to me. She cheated on me. She played with me. Whore.

After 45 minutes on the road, I finally reached my apartment. I checked my messages on the phone. It has been not even an hour and I have already received 164 messages. This was crazy. I took the suit off and lay on my bed on my boxers. The phone rang again. It was TK.

-Matt pick up. I know you have already got there. Please man. There was a long paused. –Ok. If you don't want to talk now I understand it. I need to know where you left your car keys. Ok, listen. I'll do my best to find your car keys and I'll be at your apartment as soon as possible. Don't go anyway. Bye.

I tried to close my eyes and forget about everything while sleeping. But I had this horrible image on my mind. So I stayed awake for what it seemed like an eternity or at least a week. My brother came by and made me something to eat. I didn't eat; I didn't even talk to him.

I couldn't help it but think about the whole thing again and again and again. She was everything to me, I wanted to marry her and she, what does she do? She sleeps with my best friend. I hate her. I hate them both. Why? Why did this happen to me?

I stood up and reached the closet. I took some clothes and put it into a bag; only the basics. I was pretty angry with life, right now. I passed the long mirror on the wall and then stopped. I had already my jeans on and I had a black t-shirt on my hand. I returned to the mirror and looked up to my reflection on it. Then I turned around and looked over my shoulder. There it was. I should have known better. How could I forget about it? I was supposed to be a loner. I realized that when I was a teenager. That's why I made a tattoo on my back near to my shoulder, so I just wouldn't forget that. I'm a wolf; a lonely wolf. That's what my tattoo is about. A wolf is delineated with black, and at the back is the full moon with shades of yellow. It represented my solitarily life. The only two persons I could really trust were my brother and his fiancé. My best friend and my girlfriend have just demonstrated to me that people should not be that blind when it comes about relationships. I couldn't even trust my parents completely. There was always money in between.

So I'm pretty alone in this world, am I?

People always say that you are going to find love and true friends. Well, I just had one true friend and if it weren't for him I would be marrying a slut right now. But thinking of it now, I should maybe say thank you to him. He stopped me before making the worst mistake of my whole life. But I still hate them both, thought.

Once I had everything packed I walked out my room. I realized then that it was the same day. Not has even a day passed since the whole plot passed.

I looked at the dinner table and there was TK and her fiancé sitting. I looked up at the clock. 23:46 pm.

-Matt, where are you going? - She asked after staring at my bag.

-Don't know. - It was true. I really didn't know. –Out- I added after she and TK stood up.

-Matt; please don't.

-Kari; don't worry. I just need to go out and breathe. – She looked at me trying to define if I was saying the true or was just a lie to let me commit suicide.

-Where? You are taking a bag. – asked TK. He was worried. He always believed that I would marry Sora. He was so damn sure about her being crazy about me.

-Out. - I repeated. Then turned around and walked out of my apartment. They didn't follow me; they knew I needed time by myself to clear off my head. Everything was so complicated by now, so confusing. I took a Taxi and the next thing I knew I was at the airport waiting for my flight out of this shit of life.

I asked a lady from a flight company to give me a ticket to wherever as soon as possible. I wanted to be somewhere else. I wanted to forget and try to put everything in order. But I just needed fresh air; air from somewhere else; out of here.

I got into the plane and thought about everything. I repeated the scene millions of times. How could I be so blind? Why couldn't I figure it out sooner, before?

The time past slow. I was on a living hell on the plane. I just wanted to jump out of it and breathe. Then a miracle happened. I got out. I looked around and found nothing familiar. Where the hell was I?

-Welcome to New Zealand – said a lady form the airport. I smirked. New country, new life; let's forget about it now.

I felt lucky, relax for a merely second. Then a thought came up to my mind: I might be gone but I'll be forced to return to reality sometime. My bag fall down to the ground and I sat down. What the fuck am I supposed to do now?

SO? You already know how it works. R&R. All reviews are welcome. There are like 11 or maybe 12s chapter waiting to be written to continue this story, so be nice if you want to know whtas coming next.

thanks for reading, i really appreciate it.

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with love,

-M