Luke

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Last night was amazing. I feel like Emma was finally letting go and enjoying being with me. Not feeling so much guilt. But now I was starting to carry the guilt. I am afraid to tell Emma what I had set out to tell her when I went back. I am happy with her and do I really want to bring her down again? I had to find the right time and it's not this weekend, I am going to let her be carefree and then I will tell her.

I texted Emma about our plans for tonight.

Me: so what are we doing tonight?

Few minutes passed and finally a text back.

Emma: us girls are going downtown and may check out a couple bars.

Me: are you saying I am not invited?

Emma: I thought you didn't want to go out, in the public?

Me: I will go in disguise and hope not to get recognized.

Emma: ok, see you at eight? same place we met last time;)

Now to get home and take a shower and get ready for a night out with my girl and her friends.

I arrived right at eight and the girls started to walk up. I guess my disguise, which was a hat and hoodie, wasn't doing the job cause they recognized me right away.

"Luke, this is your disguise?" Emma laughed as she asked.

Abigail walked up and put a had on my shoulder and said, "I think it's sexy. You've always looked great in a hat." Now I am uncomfortable cause I look up and see Emma look away trying not to get upset. I had to figure out how to tell Abigail to back off soon.

We walk in and I knew the bouncer so he let us all in, it was Bob's place, so it was home. I walked us all up to the bar and there was seats open and ordered us all drinks. They didn't have to worry about driving home as they were staying on broadway. They all did two shots of Tequila and I ordered a beer. I wasn't sure of the band that was playing, but they were pretty good. Few minutes went by none of us had talked, I think we were all into the band. I finally looked over at Emma who was sitting on the other side of Abigail and I pointed for her to come over to me. She was wearing those same jean shorts and a tank top. When she got to me I whispered in her ear, "I am going to have to talk to Abigail tonight. I don't want to lead her on." She looked up wide eyed.

She whispered back and the hair on my neck pricked up. "Are sure? You think this is the right time?"

I nodded, "It's not just about you. It makes me uncomfortable and I have to let her know." I look over at Abigail and she looks mad and trying to figure out what we are talking about. Emma goes back to her seat and I grabbed Abigail and take her to the back, she was more than happy to follow.

"Hey Abs, I wanted to pull you back here to talk." She closed the door behind her, we were in the same room that Emma and I had been in after she was knocked about by that guy. Abigail was walking over to me and put her hands on my should and tried to kiss me. She landed but it felt all wrong, there was only one I wanted to kiss.

"Abs, we can't do this."

"What why not? We have before and you enjoyed it then." She had a sly smile.

"Yes, we had fun, but I don't have those feelings anymore."

She backed away and you could see the pain on her face. "It's Emma, isn't?"

"What? Why would you say that?" Emma didn't want them knowing and I didn't want to share her secret.

"I saw the way ya'll have been looking at each other. And you used to always have a crush on her?"

"This isn't about Emma. She didn't even know I had feelings for her in the past until recently and Emma has made it clear we can't be anything." I lied, she has made it clear she wants me, just possibly not a relationship.

She is walking around with her hands on her hips. "It's not fair she got Tuck and now she gets you. She gets everyone." I am just trying to figure this all out and she continues, "Tuck and I had a thing before Emma, and once during their marriage, I felt so guilty. She doesn't know but I was in love with him. To him I wasn't marriage material and only a good fuck. I loved Emma and still do so I didn't tell her. I set my eyes on someone else, you, and now she is going to get you too."

I am stunned by what all she just said and I mad at the same time. Tuck cheated with Abigail on Emma. What was wrong with him? I know what else he did but to stoop as low as sleeping with her best friend. I start to speak and Abigail chimes back in.

"I know you know his secret." My head shoots up.

"What secret?" I am confused. How does Abigail know.

"The night Tuck and I slept together was a few months before he died, it was before he found out Emma was pregnant, after she got knocked up he wouldn't even contact me or talk to me unless we were in a group setting. But he told me you knew."

"Abigail, I need you to clarify what you think I know." I am panicking a little bit because all it will take is her going out there to tell Emma everything before I can and my chances will be ruined.

"Tuck told me he used to go out on the road with you occasionally for a "boys trip", but it was just the two of ya'll. Ya'll would get drunk and there were girls always around and it was like ya'll had to pick of the liter. So he would go and you were basically the gateway to cheating. He cheated on Emma way before he did with me."

Shit. She knew. When it first started I didn't know exactly what was happening cause I didn't think he would do that to Emma. But the last time he came out on the road I caught him red handed and told him to never come back and I didn't want nothing to do with him again. We agreed not to tell Emma as it would ruin her.

"Abigail, that's not the whole...." I didn't get to finish as I heard the door close and see a pale Emma staring at me and Abigail.

I walked over and she jumped away from me. She looked at me with tears, shit she heard it all. "You knew and you didn't tell me?"

She then looked at Abigail and I don't think I have ever seen Abigail cry, but she had tears and looked like she could break. But Emma simply looked at her and said, "fuck you." And Emma ran out of the room.

I looked back and told Abigail to get her things and get Lindsey, they needed to go back to the room that I was going after Emma.

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