An uncertain love story

Don't tell anyone, but I ruined everything. 

I'm used to ruining my life, but this is too much, even for me. Not everyone involved should have been hurt and it's a shame they were. At that moment they felt everything, while they could do nothing. It got complicated quickly and everything went wrong from the start. What a wild love story. 

I started working in this contact center for one of the biggest names in the automotive industry. I answered the phone. I don't understand why people call the manufacturer at eight in the morning. I was at my lowest point and for the longest time I thought I couldn't take it anymore. I lived with my girlfriend at the time and her brother who went to school. They were both older than me and she also worked in the automobile industry. She decided to go back to work. I was working two jobs at a time to make up for the fact that she supported me while I was out of work for a month. I decided to dedicate my life to doing odd jobs to open my own tea room. She had a reliable job working for a rapidly expanding electrical manufacturer. I failed in the tea room and even more in finding a job. I did everything I could to make the family feel welcome, but it still wasn't enough. I remember her shouting that she supported me when I didn't have a job. I think that's where my fear of life of being a failure comes from. 

Eventually things got better when I started working. My job was to pick up the phone, document their concerns and make no promises. The first job led me to the second, cleaning the floors in the butcher section of my local grocery store. Every day, I split my time between two jobs to make sure the lights stayed on. For now, I focused on the contact center which was divided into three sections with subdivisions. The two main sections consist of technical support and the rest of the guarantees. I worked in technical support and for a long time I did not make friends. I became friends with a gay man who was quickly fired for his absence. It happens that people have difficulty talking to others on the phone. Who would have believed it? 

I usually stayed alone. It was because he was not available. If someone wants to know what it means to be unapproachable, it means you are ugly. That's why people tend to avoid me. So I remain discreet, but if they want to talk to me, they will find that I am a really attentive person. I worked in tech support and the only guy who was nice to me was the nicest guy in the department, good old Kevin. Kevin was a man in his thirties who still lived with his parents. The only difference between him and a loner was that he was handsome. When I started spending time with him, others saw it and decided to include me, not by choice, but by association. The worst thing is that they don't even invite me out of work. 

We ended up making a mutual friend who was very much in love with Kevin. She was a beautiful white girl with a heart so big it made you want to protect her from everything. Slowly but surely, we all started to get a little closer to our personal lives. I will never tell them mine out of shame. I have a hard time talking to someone in person, which comes from my childhood. Growing up, my mother always said "quito mas bonito". If you translate this, it means that the more relaxed you are, the better it sounds in Spanish. She thought I talked too much, which didn't really work after I stopped talking to anyone. I don't say anything unless you ask. So I was there with two new friends, but things didn't change until the third friend showed up. She had just finished her training course with the white girl, and she instantly became the most popular girl in the entire term. She was kind, sweet, and intelligent. Her beauty made it hard to stay away from her and one day, out of the blue, she sent me a private message asking for help. His name was Silla and he had a question about a radio in a vehicle. It was unexpected and, if I remember correctly, it was very nice to have someone to talk to. She would send a text, I would send another, and the entire workday would disappear. I finally worked up the courage to go talk to him in his office. When I tell you that I saw it in person, my legs went weak, I started shaking and everything stopped me from dancing. It was our first conversation and it became my favorite because I didn’t say anything, I didn’t waver and I offered to eat a bite of Rice Krispy. 

We became friends and started talking about more personal things. When I first told her I had a boyfriend, she immediately tried to block me on the platform. She was also serious, but she couldn’t find the block button. She was also in a serious relationship with a thirty-four year old man with whom she had a child. They tried to make it work, but the adultery was too much for her and she started looking into co-parenting. 

Their entire relationship was built on that. They met when he was still engaged and when they got back together, it shouldn't come as a surprise that he was still cheating. The sad thing is that it happened three times and he stopped, but he was quietly not interested emotionally. The thing is, when you ruin your reputation with someone, you're no longer seen as the same person you were before. You are judged by your actions and not your potential. 

I didn't mean to fall in love with him. It just happened. That's how I felt after she brought me a plate of Chinese food from all over the world to work. I wasn't supposed to, but she did and it was the most amazing meal I've ever had at the office. So I started texting him every night and he slowly became my best friend. She really inspired me to be the best person I could be. Actually, when I met him, I was a heavy drinker. Combined with drugs, this sent me into a downward spiral. Having him around gave me the courage to change my life for exercise and healthy eating, and sooner or later I found myself planning. A plan to end my relationship. 

In the relationship I had, I wasn't allowed to have friends unless my girlfriend approved because she believed I was cheating on her with women. I never cheated before Silla came and it was because I discovered from my girlfriend's computer that she cheated on me with one of her colleagues. The relationship is no longer the same as he has lost respect for his irresponsibility. She was constantly monitoring me emotionally to make sure she was covering her tracks. It's a manipulative tactic where you constantly make sure to check up on your partner to make sure everything is okay now. 

I let everything happen because I don't care. Until I found Silla. I wanted to be with him all the time. This was not possible as she lived with her family in the rich mountains and I lived with my girlfriend and her older brother where we could barely eat. I couldn't compete and I understand that I shouldn't compare but it's hard to know that they're going out and enjoying life while I have to stay home because all my money goes to paying all the bills. Things have changed. My girlfriend got laid off and had to take on some odd jobs in the meantime. It was only when her brother was having trouble balancing school and work that she decided to work with me in the contact center. In the same office. Where I worked with Silla. Because of her experience, she was immediately hired and placed in the same department as Silla, just in time for the previous shift. It was a great relief for me because I can always talk to Silla when she leaves. What I didn't realize was that Silla was a person too. She had feelings and thoughts and was upset because she was too close, but I was in a relationship and so was she. Sometimes she was very frustrated and gave me the cold shoulder, but that was because she was jealous of the fact that I had a boyfriend. She didn't want to go on like this, but we were so connected that it was hard to stop. 

Her boyfriend was visible in the situation. It seems that he had fun with another woman, which turned out to be true! The saddest thing is that you not only hurt Silla, but also hurt his family. I know all this because one day he texted me crying. He found messages on his phone from his old girlfriend and apparently they just wanted to say hi. nonsense. I saw this guy and no one said hi to him. If I ever see him again, I'm going to fight him. This is not a promise, it's a warning. I've been practicing kicking so keep an eye on me. 

We got to the point where she wanted more, and so I did. We had become intimate while we were in our relationship. What bastards. My routine looked like this. I worked out with my friend in the morning, made her a protein shake, breakfast, and lunch. Then I did cardio and came back and got ready to make sure I looked good for the evening. They worked in the same department, but they weren't close to each other. It was better for me that way. Eventually I worked my way up to being a manager, where I spent all my time pretending to work. I spend time talking with them until my friend leaves and I spend all my time with Silla. I still remember when we kissed that day. I broke up with him and as I said goodbye, I gave him a kiss. She was doing her best not to laugh when I hit the back of her head on the roof of her car. It was as sweet as a marshmallow and he wanted more, but it was too much for him. We had developed an unhealthy dependence on each other. An endless cycle of breaks, cheats and weekend silences so that our loved ones do not suspect. It was very complicated, especially when she was jealous when my girlfriend came to my office. He didn't want to talk to me for the rest of the day. She hated knowing I was with someone else and hated everything about being her boyfriend. We both feel guilty to some extent, but something about our relationship made us insecure about everything. We act like nothing else matters and every time we're not together we try to get to that level. I feel that way, but not like that. I made a mistake here. I just couldn't stay away. Months passed like this and an event was approaching. It was an office party and we all had to attend with mandatory attendance. The CEO was speaking on behalf of a new vehicle that was coming out soon and he wanted everyone to have a big party. I had to go because I was in the management department and so was my girlfriend. Silla didn't want to go and couldn't because she and her husband were trying to conceive their second child. When I discovered this, I was very hurt, but I learned that I must put his happiness first, not mine, because as I said, this relationship should not be. He didn't want to go to the event and apologized because he wasn't feeling well. 

We both got dressed for the ceremony and I was dressed in all black with boots. My girlfriend wore a nice dress and made sure her hair looked nice because she wanted to appear in front of the call center. We drove, parked the car and went to the corner of the second warehouse where there was a live band, chairs and decorations. I saw a lot of people I know and they all looked very different outside of work! Usually they look like they just woke up, but wow, what a nice surprise! 

The event started a little later. We were all seated as the CEO walked straight to the podium and the orchestra trumpets started playing. He raised his hand, then with a loud bang he brought it down and the music stopped. The sign said "Welcome to the Future". The crowd stopped and he started talking. He said, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have been working for ten years to create the first vehicle of its kind. The first vehicle designed for the future." He pointed to the vehicle and it was a smooth black compact car. The type of vehicle that a mother of football would drive. The conversation continued like this for a while, but I didn't care because I hadn't eaten anything. It was only when I heard the music playing softly that I realized that the roll of the tambourine meant that something extraordinary was about to happen. I looked over to see him proclaim that he is proud to be the first owner of the vehicle and that he wants everyone to be as excited as he is. He gets into the vehicle and with his arm out of the window, drives away. Hit the brake and start the vehicle. He is silent. No noise. Then we see smoke coming out of the back door and a loud cracking noise. In a few seconds, the car burst into flames and only the horde of people sitting in the front row could be heard. The wind from the explosion hit me in the face and there I was. The future is exploded. 

The vehicle was relatively small, but the explosion was massive. As soon as the fans and many people started to panic. The CEO could be heard screaming at the top of his lungs for help, but he couldn't open the door. The electric lock system malfunctioned and jammed. He was burned alive. There was nowhere to run and security tried to calm people down, but screams came from all directions. Some people started crying and others dragged their friends to a corner to check. My ears were ringing and I couldn't hear anything, but I thought my girlfriend was trying to call me. She said, "We have to go." I nodded and we got up from our seats to go out. Behind us, a lamppost fell, creating a trail of fire leading to the delivery trucks. One by one, all the trucks began to explode and there was no other way than to wait for the crowd to calm down. We went outside, panicking, not knowing what to do. I had walked desperately to our car with my hand and her hand. We went straight to an accident where a car turned and hit another car that was trying to get out. We tried to get to the car but there were people running everywhere. No one let us through and we quickly got to the car. I saw him there. I was waiting in my car. Silla was there. 

He looked panicked, almost like he was running. I said, "Hey, what's going on?" Breathlessly, he said, "He's coming, he knows." The shock I felt in my body when I first heard it. I couldn't believe it. I immediately grabbed her by the shoulders and squeezed her tightly. "What do you mean?" Who's coming?" She looked at me with these beautiful eyes full of panic. She said "my love." 

I looked at her and she looked at me and all I could say was "what?" "It turns out that earlier in the day she wasn't feeling well so she took a nap. She had reread our messages and forgot to turn off her phone. He went to check and saw all the messages. He took her cell phone and woke her up asking who it was and what it was. Smashed the phone, got into his car and went straight to the workplace. She didn't know what to do, so she followed him, but she took a shortcut to tell me why her phone was broken. She came before him and found my car and waited. He missed the explosion by a few seconds and didn't panic. She didn't know what she was going to do. My girlfriend looked at us and said, "What's going on?" Before I could answer, all I heard in the background was "Hey bastard!"

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By Omnipotent