I Kissed My Husband's Mistress

~Eight~

Vivian's POV

Oh my god. I slept with someone else! Trisha's gonna kill me! And I'm going to be late for work! Now who the heck is this???

As if answering my question, the mysterious person turns and opens his eyes.

SHIT. CHRIS!

I scream and he sits up, clearly startled, turning his head frantically.

"Vivian! Oh!"

"Chris..."

He gets up, only to realise he doesn't have any clothes on. I turn my head and cover my eyes.

"Oh sorry..."

"It's ok. I won't look. I'll get out. We have to get to work anyway."

"I can give you a lift."

"I... I need to head back and get new clothes.."

"I'll give you a lift to your place and then dr-"

"I'm not single, ok?! I have a girlfriend at home. And if she sees me like this, she'll be fuming mad! So please, don't give me a lift and leave me alone!"

I run out, underwear and bra on, continuing to put on the rest of my clothes on at the hallway.

I have to call in sick. Just have to. I can't go to work.

I search my pants pocket for my phone.

Shit! Where is it?

God help me. My phone's missing. My phone!

I rush back into his room, furious and boiling with rage.

"Where's my phone?"

"What?"

"My phone!"

"I don't have it Viv."

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit! Fuck!"

Luckily for me, the party was held in Chris' house. I went back downstairs, searching everywhere. Cups and beer bottles were all over the floor. And not too long later, I find my phone stashed away in a drawer.

I must've placed this here when I realised I was getting very drunk.

I know I could've just used Chris' phone to text my boss, but I think she would be a little suspicious if I did that. And besides, I need to call Trisha.

Sorry boss, won't be able to make it today. I'm feeling under the weather. But I'll do some overtime over the next few days to make up for it.

Soon enough, I see her typing back.

No problem, get well soon ok? Don't worry. You don't have to make up for this. You're sick, there's nothing you can do. I'll see you tomorrow ok?

Thanks boss. :)

I close the messages app, got me a cab and set foot out of the house. I had hung up on her earlier when I tried to explain what happened to me. So, I texted her.

I'm otw back ok? Don't worry, will explain ltr.

Shutting off my phone, I await the cab and her reply.

Thank goodness you're ok. I'll see you soon then. Love you 😘

Love you too Trish ❤️

The cab arrives and after I gave my home location, the driver stepped on it, and off we went.

The whole cab ride, I was worried about how I was going to explain to Trisha what happened.

Should I lie? Tell her that my first project was extremely tough? I know being honest is the basic of a healthy relationship, but this will leave me with no relationship.

After arguing back and forth, I decide that if I don't tell her the truth, I won't be able to live with myself.

"This is your stop."

I hand him the money, give my thanks and get out.
My legs hurt like hell, probably from all the dancing I did last night, but I don't care. I need to see her now.

Bursting through the door, she jumps up from the couch and turns into me.

"Vivian!!"

She scurries to me and hugs me so tightly, my heart hangs heavily with regret.

"Trisha,"

I push her down onto the couch and her face immediately turns into worry. Mouth agape, eyes bearing much worry, I tell myself I have no choice but to do this.

"Last night, I...I l-li....lied to you.... I'm sorry. I went to this.. party. Only because I knew this party would help me get more recognition with... the people in the company. Which would... help me rise through the ranks, get promotions.

I don't want you to think that I put work before you. Never. I just thought with more money, I could... help us live more comfortably.."

She sits there for a moment, stone faced.

"It's ok Viv. You did what you had to do for your job, for our future. I thought when you said my name like that, it was because you like cheated on me or something."

Oh the irony. Here it goes.

She gets up to leave, turning her head towards me, eyes still looking forward.

"I got your food from last night in the fridge? And your gift!"

"Trisha. I'm sorry. Truly, truly sorry. But, what you said just now..."

My eyes well up, and she stiffens up, before turning towards me, walking with measured steps that carried a lot of intensity.

"You... cheated on me?"

No words being able to come out, I could only nod.

"What?.... With... with who?"

"This guy..."

"A guy?"

"I know this is no excuse, but I am bi."

"What?! It doesn't matter that you're bi! You cheated on me with someone! I thought you would never do that... NEVER.

I spent my high school years getting hurt and betrayed. By boyfriends, girlfriends, closest friends... That's why I don't want to talk about that period. Because it was filled with heartbreak and betrayal.

I thought after all that, I would finally get to live my life, happily. And I thought you were going to be the person who would be able to give me everything I missed out on. But little did I know, you're this horrible, horrible person."

She shunts away from me and crosses her arms.

"Trisha I'm sorry..."

"SORRY, won't do it, Vivian! Just get out please."

"Get..?"

"GET OUT! We're done. It's over. I don't ever want to see you again. Ever! Get the fuck out of my face."

(please refer back to the intro chapter, the reason for divorce of Viv's parents have changed)
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