Ex love

I was staying at a hotel since me and my boyfriend just broke up over him cheating over and over again and I was just done with him, I gave him everything and more but he turned around and did this stupid shit, now I'm spending money I don't even have. I'm laying on the couch, trying to not be anger but it's hard when you spent your whole lives together and then he turns around and do the same shit that made em leave the first four times. He keeps trying to call and text me but I'm just ignoring him to keep my anger at bay. I kept flipping the channels to try to find something to watch but each channel was showing shit that I didn't wanna watch, I kept clicking till I looked at my phone seeing that he stopped as I just swiped on all his notifications as I heard the door bell ring I looked through the peephole but couldn't see anyone so I walled back to the couch till it rung again as I walked back opening the door seeing No one till a dark figure push me into the room, grabbing me by my shirt, "you can't answer your phone"

"Get the fuck off me drew", as he put me down releasing my shirt as I stormed to the couch ignoring everything he was saying to me, "get out"

"Why"

"Cause were not together"

"We are, I need you"

"well I don't need you", he stormed towards me looking down at me

"what you just say"

"you heard me", he grabbed me carrying me to the bed as I punched him repeatedly as I tried grabbing the phone called the police or security but he snatched it out my hand as he begin taking my pants off, "get off of me", as I kicked him landing a kick in his face as he stopped pulling away heading to the bathroom washing his face, some reason I felt guilt so I quickly went to check on him to see him bleeding out onto the sink, I pushed his head back, squeezing his nose as I walked him over to the couch, "I'm sorry"

"you keep saying that"

"I am"

"this is the 5th time now"

"but you know I love you"

"Then why you keep doing the shit your doing"

"I don't know, it's not the sex cause it's always great with you"

"Then what is it, we never argue"

"Maybe its just me"

"Its not just you", I said sitting on top of him

"your perfect just with one flaw"

"a flaw that makes you hate me"

"I would never hate you, your my everything and more", I leaned kissing him as he loved his blooding rug off his nose kissing me back squeezing my ass as I slide my hand into his joggers, "you gone come home to me"

"I don't know"

"just come back and figure out what you gone do there"

"Ok", we kissed some more as my clocked strike 12 as we went to grab food then headed home to our house, it's going to be a while for me to trust him again but for now, it's just me.