A fresh start

It was a normal day, as usual. I was walking home with my co-workers after drinking. I am a 32 year old man who thought he had found the love of his life and was enjoying life.

"Guys, valentine's is coming up and so is our anniversary. Do you think I should propose? We've been together for a good 6 years now." said Damon, which was me.

"Duuude, you should totally go for it! You both love eachother so much!" said my co-worker, Noah.

"Of course man, I agree with Noah. You both love birds are inseparable! Go for it, lucky man" said another of my co-worker, Mateo, nudging me.

"Thanks guys! I'll be sure to throw the biggest wedding you've ever seen!" I laughed.

The three of us talked on our way back. I opened the door to my girlfriend and I's appartment. I opened the door to see the most horrific thing I could've ever seen. My girlfriend.., soon to be my ex-girlfriend, in bed with another man.

I dropped on my knees. The most blood curling scream came out of my mouth. The both of them covered themselves with a blanket while I was having a mental breakdown in front of them.

"Laila, how could you do this to me...? We've been together for 6 years!" I screamed while crying.

"You should've expected this! You can never please me in bed, and I found you sooooo boring. Poor too. Liam over here can please me in bed and he's rich!" Laila, my girlfriend laughed along with Liam, the guy she cheated on me with.

"Get out of my appartment, right now!" I threw my bag which I take to work at them.

They took their clothes and I kicked them out of the appartment.

"As of this moment, all my hope, trust and faith is lost. I have nobody to care for me and to care for anymore. What's the point in living? Might as well just give up." I said, my eyes still full of

tears.

I check my watch to see the time. It's 12:45. "Perfect time. Now I just need to prepare the rope and chair and I'll be done." I wiped the tears off of my eyes and went to grab the necessities.

I never really knew what affection was until I met my ex-girlfriend. The only one I ever had in my life was my father, who was very abusive. My mother died while giving birth to my younger sister, who later died with lukemia.

My father usually left the home for work at 9 a.m and came back at midnight around 2 a.m, hooking up with random girls he saw at night. Sometimes, raping them. I hated him for that and still do.

Whenever he would come back, he would be very drunk. There hadn't been a single night when he wasn't drunk. He would often beat me if I hadn't gotten straight A's. I always gor straight A+ but once in a while it would've been A and he didn't like that.

He too, died when I was in my early 20's. I met my ex-girlfriend when I was 26. Up until then, I spent every day in depression. Not wanting to go out, my room a mess, sleeping basically the entire day.

The day I ran out of groceries, I considered the luckiest day I could've ever had. I met a girl called Laila, who turned out to be my lover for six years and then just shatter my heart into pieces.

Every moment I spent with her was happy. Not a single moment which I considered a waste, until now.

The only person who showed me what love was, betrayed me.

I get all the supplies and tie the rope to my fan and the chair underneath the rope. I now put the rope around my neck after getting on the chair.

"Goodbye, world. You've been terrible to me." I kick the chair.

My throat hurts. I'm suffocating. My body burns. I hate this. This is so much pain. But it'll be over in a while so it's fine.

My vision goes dark. I have no more thoughts, no nothing, no pain, no sensation. Just peace.

What's this? Why am I gaining senses again? Aren't I supposed to be dead?

"Hello, Mr. Sterling!" Said a mysterious voice.

I haven't gained vision yet. "What? What is this?" I asked.

"Don't worry, you won't be needing my identity. I see you died pretty young. I shall be giving you a a second life." said the mysterious voice.

"What? No! Please, don't! I don't want to suffer once more!" I begged.

Hold on. How an I talking? I don't have a mouth. And how can I hear him? I don't have any ears either.

"I am communicating through your thoughts. And you unfortunately have no choice. You must." Laughed the mysterious voice.

I suddenly gained vision. And I could hear. But I couldn't understand what I heard? What's this?

In front of me is a woman who is holding me and a man beside her.

How is she holding me? Aren't I a grown man?

I lifted my hands up and tried to ask How're you holding me but all I said was "Ooa waa wao?"

What am I saying?

"Ah hayatım! Bebeğimiz az önce bir şey söyledi! Çok tatlı değil mi?" Laughed the man

(Oh dear! Our baby just said something! Isn't she so cute?)

"Evet! O çok tatlı." The woman cried out tears of happiness.

(Yes! She's so cute)

I look at my hands only to see the hands of a newborn baby.

Hold on. Am I a baby now? what the hell is this?! I need to act normal.

I start pretending to cry so they don't get weirded out.

Mysterious voice.. just what did you do? Where even am I? I can't even understand what they're saying.

They both panicked and tried to make me stop.