SCANDAL

A Mistake

A/N - Before you read this, keep an open mind and have an understanding with both sides.

Silence. Nothing but silence.

The only sounds that are being made are the glasses being cleaned and plates being stacked.

Y/N was washing the plates as Carol kept stacking the pile of dishes in the sink.

After the party, they were feeling the opposite of happiness. They didn't need nor want to clarify anything anymore. Everything was said and done at the party.

Nevertheless, Y/N and Carol spoke to everyone, but each other.

Maybe it was the fear that once they opened their mouths, they would lose everything.

Sure, they had multiple affairs, but there is no denying that they love each other. Whatever that is to mean.

But do you really know the difference between love and being in love ?

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Y/N's POV -

I washed each dish that was in this sink as my mind was floating into space. I look around and see what's in front of me.

The big house, expensive cars, and a distinguished job. Then the loyal colleagues, supporting friends, and a perfect wife.

Was it all a lie ?

It seems like a movie if you think about it. You'd only see these sorts of dramatic scenes on the big screen, where you watch those tear-jerking films.

But it isn't a movie, instead it's my life.

"Is this what you wanted ?" I finally closed the tap and asked her.

"What ?" She stopped cleaning the counter.

"This. The well known name, rich friends, luxurious life ?" I extended my arms and pointed to our home.

"Was that not what we always dreamt of ?" She counter questioned.

I took a moment and remembered our past when we used to be different. I nodded and placed my hands on the counter for support.

"Then what was missing ?" I lifted my head to look at her.

I could see that she didn't understand what I meant, or at least wanted to clarify it.

"What was missing that you had to sleep with my best friend ?"

There was more than a moment of silence when I asked. I felt shivers run down my body, and my heart beating faster than normal.

I knew everything, but it would be so different once it came out of her mouth.

"Y/N, it wasn't like that-" "Then what was it like ?" I asked, my anger growing quicker and quicker.

"It was a mistake."

That line. That line was when all hell went loose.

"What was the mistake ? (it's giving 'what was the reason ?')
The fact that you accidentally fell onto her lips. 

THE FACT THAT YOU BROUGHT HER TO OUR HOUSE TO FUCK HER ON OUR BED!" I shouted.

"You're disgusting!" I stared at her in a way I never did.

"Y/N, I'm trying to understand you, but I'm not the only one who did something selfish here." Carol ran her fingers through her hair.

"What ?" I raised my brows, trying to understand her.

"You look at me like I'm the enemy, you're the one who slept with our lawyer!" Carol angrily shouted.

I felt my heart drop.