Ladies and gents, I present to you the ultimate girlfriend. Broke as hell after spending my entire savings on buying a classic black jacket as a valentine's gift for my darling boyfriend, I walked into a cheap ass salon for a painful waxing session, wanting to surprise him with hot, smooth legs.

With my legs on fire, my hair and makeup on fleek and the sexy yellow red dress I wore that made me feel like a queen, I hopped on my bike and headed to Drake's house.

Although I told him I'd be there at nine, I was too excited and got there at seven. But when I arrived at his apartment, standing in the doorway, I heard loud moans from Drake's room.

I froze, thinking he was watching porn, and felt hurt because it made me look like an object who wasn't satisfying him. On the other hand, I imagined he was exploring and seeking new ways to please me.

I opened the door slowly and gosh, I died. Staring at the scene in front of me, was Drake, with another woman, completely naked and going at it like rabbits on steroids.

My whole world came crashing down around me at that moment. I couldn't believe that the person I thought I knew and loved would do something like this to me.

"Drake, what the hell is going on?" I yelled, my voice shaking with hurt.

Drake looked up at me, his face contorted with shock. "Miracle, I can explain," he stuttered, but I wasn't interested in any explanations.

"Explain what? "That you're cheating on me with some tramp?" I yelled, tears streaming down my face.

Drake was shocked at first, but he quickly recovered and sat up. "I didn't know how to say this to you, but I've been feeling trapped and suffocated in this relationship for a long time. I never meant to hurt you, I just wanted to break free… "

" Don't you dare play the victim card! I trusted you, I loved you, and this is how you pay me back?"

" Send her away," the naked bitch who didn't have the decency to cover up, sneered at me and Drake pointed at the door.

" Miracle, you're a good girl. I'm sure your man is out there. I'm just not the one."

Hearing those words made me want to die. I spent a year and six months loving this bastard, giving everything to this relationship, and now it was all falling apart.

"Why, Drake?" My voice choked. "Why are you hurting me?"

Drake didn't say anything, and the other woman just looked at me with a smug expression on her face. I couldn't take it anymore. I turned and ran out of the apartment, tears blurring my vision.

As I walked down the sandy beach, the waves crashing against the shore, I couldn't believe what just happened. My whole world had been turned upside down in a matter of minutes.

"How could he do this to me?" I whispered to myself, choking back sobs. "I gave him everything, and he repaid me with pain."

Shattered, I bawled my eyes out and drank in a stupor. I couldn't believe that the person I thought I knew and loved had betrayed me in such a cruel and heartless way.

As the night wore on, I vowed to never let anyone hurt me like that again. I would never let myself be vulnerable and open to love again. It was just too painful.

"Happy fuckin' Valentine's Day," I muttered to myself, as I sat on the beach, watching the sun rise over the horizon.