After the storm [Finished]

33- Fishy

Ryan wasn't home when I was back. It was almost dinner time so I waited for him to have dinner together but he wasn't showing up. I thought he might have gone eating out thinking that I was going to eat with Kayla so I texted him.

"I'm home already, are you coming for dinner?" I wrote.

I was checking my e-mail when he replied.

"I thought you were going to be back late... I'm out with the guys".

"Ah... it's ok. Have fun", I added a heart to the sentence.

I started to rummage in the kitchen thinking about what could I make for dinner but I remembered all the food I had been having the last week and gave up on it. I grabbed a yogurt instead, brushed my teeth, and went to sleep early. I couldn't sleep well though. I had nightmares the whole night, in most of them Ryan was cheating on me. It must have been because of the recent events, things were still lingering on my mind. I ended up brewing some tea at 6 a.m. in the kitchen. It was raining heavily.

It took me a while to completely wake up and realize Ryan wasn't home yet. He usually was the kind of get home no matter the time the party was over and I doubted he was partying at 6 a.m.

"Are you ok? Did you sleep over at Jan's?" I texted him but there was no answer. I expected that though.

After busying myself with some painting, I went back to sleep around eight.

"- sleeping?" I heard Ryan far away. Moments later, I felt how he laid down beside me, he smelled freshly showered.

"Did you just come back?" I mumbled still sleepy.

"I arrived like half an hour ago, but you were sleeping".

"What time is it?"

"Almost 10 a.m". He wrapped an arm around my waist. "Can I take a nap with you like this? Don't get up yet".

"I won't, I slept awfully. Are you ok?". There were a couple of seconds of silence before his answer, something was wrong.

"Yeah, I'm fine". His voice was strange, it kinda broke a little when he spoke.

"I love you". I whispered, there was nothing else I could say at that moment.

"I love you more". I smiled gingerly knowing he was having a bad time.

I usually insisted a bit when Ryan seemed troubled with something but I thought it wasn't a good moment for that since he probably had a hangover, and lack of sleep and I wasn't thinking straight either.

After a short nap, I decided to do something productive. I showered, ironed clothes, and made lunch. By the time I finished, Ryan was still asleep and I didn't want to wake him up with the strong smell of oil painting so I started scrolling on my phone instead.

I was surprised when I noticed I was tagged in Britanny's photos from last night. I slid to the side until a photo of her and Ryan kissing showed up. I can't say it hit me hard because it took me a long while to process what I had just seen. They were in the club we usually went to, and all of Ryan's friends were there too. Britanny was kissing him and he looked surprised, that was it. It's not like he was responding to her, but what if he did? I told him she was going after him.

I sat on the couch over thinking for a whole hour. Some tears rolled down my face at the thought Ryan might sleep with Britanny and that was the reason he was back so late. My chest tighten at the thought of him with someone else. But if the same Britanny tagged me on the photos, it was her intention to let me know what happened last night. Was it a win? Or was she just trying to annoy me?

At some point, I snapped myself. It was useless to suffer overthinking what might have happened and whatnot. I had to talk with Ryan ASAP.