Good Girl No More

After drinking a little too much at the reception of their wedding, Agatha's now-husband, Jerome, picked her up and brought her home to their apartment. A little time later when she finally come to her senses again, she forced open her eyes, holding back an excruciating headache. As her vision cleared she could make out the figure of a man and a woman kissing passionately under the dimly lit room.

Like being struck by lightning, Agatha looked at the two in shock as they continued to kiss by her bedside. The anger inside her began to boil...

"Stacey, stop messing around, Agatha only just fell asleep!"

The man warned as he restrained the woman by her waist.

"What? Are you afraid your little wifey will wake up?"

Stacey responded in an annoyed tone.

"You just tied the knot today. You will be hers forever, anyway. So why don't you give yourself to me this one last time?"

"Babe, you are such a troublemaker, let's go to the other room."

The man suggested before he flashed her a seductive smile.

"No! I want to do it here! I want to do it right in front of her!"

Stacey argued and without waiting for the other party's response, she swiftly unbuttoned the man's shirt as their lips once again locked.

Meanwhile, Agatha tried to hold back her tears but could feel them slowly trickling down her face. Who would have thought, the man she just said I do on that same morning would be cheating right in front of her once nighttime arrived.

"Behave, let's go to the bathroom. Isn't the bathtub your favorite place?"

"Fine then, you go in and fill up the bathtub first..."

Stacey nudged the man's chest towards the bathroom. As soon as the man left the room, she sauntered over to Agatha. Leaning over with a cold smile, she whispered,

"Agatha, I'm not going to let you and Jerome live your happily ever after. I'm pregnant, he's mine!"

Agatha tightened her hands into a fist as she held back her emotions - careful not to let out a sound. It was not until she heard the moaning sounds of the couple coming from the bathroom did she feel her world had fallen apart.

"There is no way this is happening for real. It's all inside my head. Yeah, that must be the case. This can only be some sort of drunken stupor. Maybe I drank way too much alcohol and now intoxication is haunting me back messing up with my brain."

Agatha continued to lie to herself. Until halfway through the night, she heard Stacey complaining about how she was feeling unwell.

At first, Jerome was reluctant to leave his wife alone. After all, this was supposed to be their first night together as husband and wife. However, the vixen eventually convinced him and she led Jerome out of the hotel. With that, Jerome was to leave and not to return for that night. Thus, Agatha was left on her own on their wedding night.

With her head empty, Agatha made her way inside the bathroom, the very same place where the cheaters committed their atrocities.

Upon entering, the first thing that greeted her eyes were two caps of opened bathroom cleaning solution lying around the corner. However, she paid it no mind.

Soon enough, she saw their ghosts in the bathtub and she watched them as they remake the 'deed'

Likewise, countless images of the two together flooded her brain this time as though she had really seen them before with her two own eyes; images which had not crossed her head even once if not for what she heard tonight.

It had never occurred to her that her long-time boyfriend of eight years would cheat on her, more so with her childhood best friend. She never dared think of it, not even in her wildest imagination.

Meanwhile, perhaps, still not on her normal self and thanks to the influence of alcohol in her body, the girl tried to take her own life in order to put an end to this wretched life of hers once and for all without knowing that the cheaters already thought of it ahead of her.

As it turned out they had already thought about killing her way before she even did.

The next thing she knew, her world already started spinning. Her sight was getting blurry as well; so as she was becoming unsteady on her feet.

But only after she found the empty bottles of bleach and ammonia on the bathroom floor, did everything become crystal clear for her. Everything was premeditated as they wish to suffocate her to death!