After My Boyfriend Dumped Me, He Ended Up Begging on the Streets novel Chapter 2

"Bullshit!" Lila stormed up beside me, her face red with rage.

"Your boyfriend? Then why did you run off eight years ago like a damn coward?" 

She didn't stop there.

Turning on Caleb, she spat, "And you—you ungrateful piece of trash."

"Zoe stuck by you for eight years."

"If it weren't for her, you'd be dead in some alley!"

"And now that you've made it big, you think you can just toss her aside?" 

Caleb barely reacted. His icy gaze fixed on me.

"Control your friend. And for the record, I never promised you anything."

"These past eight years? That was all in your head." 

His words sliced through me.

My heart felt like it was being ripped apart, piece by piece. 

He was right. He never made any promises.

Never once said he'd be with me. 

But we lived together.

We kissed, we held each other, we shared a bed. 

So what did that mean to him? 

I used to think actions spoke louder than words.

That love didn't need to be spelled out. 

Turns out, I was wrong. 

"Are you kidding me, you absolute scumbag?"

"Do you even realize what Zoe sacrificed for you?"

Lila snapped, then, before anyone could stop her, she slapped Caleb across the face. 

The sound echoed in the room. 

Caleb didn't flinch. 

Lila lifted her hand again, but this time, Caleb's fingers curled into a fist. 

Shit. 

I yanked Lila back, shielding her with my body.

Caleb was a fighter.

If he hit her, she wouldn't stand a chance. 

"Shit, don't cry," Lila muttered, her voice breaking.

She knew. She had seen it all. 

She knew how much I had given up for Caleb.

How I worked three jobs—selling stuff on the street, delivering food, anything to keep us afloat—just so he could train and reclaim his title. 

When he won tonight, I thought it was our victory.

I thought it was our future. 

My hand instinctively went to my stomach. 

He didn't know yet. 

I was pregnant. 

And the dream I had of us becoming a family? 

Just that—a dream. 

"Zoe, what are you going to do?"

Lila whispered, her eyes darting to my stomach. 

"I don't know."