Consequences

twenty

Grayson

El: Won't be coming home tonight.

The brief and vague message Ella sent me last night stared back at me mockingly. It is the hundrenth time I have read it. They feel so unfamiliar, her words, as if she wasn't really interested in texting me and letting me know about her whereabouts. It feels as if she didn't want to take her time out to contact me but was somehow forced to.

It feels empty, her text message. Emotionless.

I remember how Ella used to text me. Her messages were always filled with love and heart emojis. Her message started with 'Gray this' and 'Gray that', and ended with a 'love you baby, take care' or sometimes with a 'miss you baby, come home soon'. Her words energised me, and filled me with warmth and happiness. I felt safe knowing she was missing me and waiting for me. I felt loved.

I know things are different now but I... I just didn't expect her to be so far away. I know she loves me, and I love her too, always will, yet I didn't realise my actions will push her miles away from me.

I have been waiting the whole Sunday and Ella is still not here. She went out yesterday and has not arrived home. I saw her at breakfast but she was in a hurry, mumbling something about buying grocery.

How long does it take to buy grocery? She has spent all Saturday and half of Sunday out. And I have no idea where she is.

It's freakimg 6pm now.

A plethora of thoughts filled my mind one after the other and I hated the outcome of every one of them. Jealousy coursed through my veins as I thought about Ella spending her night with some man.

No. She loves me. She will not leave me for anyone else. Will she?

A whole week has gone by since I slept with her and I haven't had a moment to talk to her. It is either she is out and arrives home late at night or I am occupied with my work.

I am suspicious though. She has been going out more lately. Has she met someone? Does she spend her whole day with them?

Is she okay? She is not hurt, right? I haven't heard from her since last night. She will contact me if she was having a problem somewhere. Right?

I have tried calling her a multiple times but her phone is switched off.

God. I hope she is okay.

A headache starts radiating from my temples to the back and my head starts feeling heavy. To shake it off, I stand up from the couch and go to the kitchen to have some water.

Once I have gulped down the whole glass of water, I feel a little better. The headache is still there but the intensity has subsided.

To avoid the rapid and negative thoughts brimming in my mind, I begin pacing  around. I am halfway across the living room, impatiently glancing at the wall clock over and over again, when the sound of lock ticking and door swinging open reaches my ears.

Turning in the direction, I freeze as I see Ella, eyes lit up with a beautiful smile on her face, accompanied by some random dude, whose apparently muttering something to her.

Anger consumes me at the sight of Ella laughing with a stranger. I can't help but keep watching as they stand there giggling as if a pair of old friends sharing secrets and gossiping about who cares what.

I hate how he is eyeing her. I hate how he is the reason behind her smiles and pretty laughs. I hate how she is enjoying his company while I have been waiting here, worried sick about her wellness.

My feet unknowingly lead me to the door  through angry steps and my eyes squint as my ears catch words where Ella is trying to invite him in.

Gritting my teeth and clenching my fists, I clear my throat to grab their attention.

Ella jerks her head to face me and a mixture of shock, hurt, and anger crosses her face as I utter my next words.

"You shouldn't invite another man when you already have one in your house."

With that I pull her in and slam the door at the strangers face.

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such a late update, ik, but life has been really shit.

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