Sunset Memories (a short story)

Moonlight

"I'll call you when I get home" I whispered lowly at the person beside me

I felt his arms going around my waist and it made me shiver from different emotions swirling in my mind

I shouldn't be here

She's waiting for me

But why can't I let go of the situation that I was deeply in? The new feelings he gave me made me feel fresh and free

Freedom was a word that felt foreign with her...but it was mostly my fault

I couldn't come out nor was I ready to tell the world I was dating a woman. It scared me to think about the faces of the people around me, their thoughts, their opinions

But

I love her

"Don't go" he spoke with sadness laced on his tone "stay with me" he continued and tighten his grip on my waist

Stop

I need to go

I need to see her

But why did I go back to the bed he was in and laid down beside his warmth instead of going back home to where she was?

"I'll stay" I chose to stay as I knew when I come back home, she'll be there

I know she will

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I quietly opened the door to our house, the keys in my hand jiggling at each other, creating a slight music to fill the silent room

"I'm back" I took off my shoe and set my bag down the table near the door. It was mostly for our keys but I needed to place the heavy bag somewhere as my body ached from the pain of earlier's activity

The room was quiet. It made me confused as at this time, our cats would come welcoming me at the light of the moon, meowing, while their owner would be sleeping, tired from work

Yet, it made me worried as I could not see any trace of our cats nor their silly little toys that she always bring back home from one of her business trips

'Maybe their all asleep' I thought to myself and proceeded to take off my coat and place it on the hanger near the door way

As I walked through the empty corridor of our house, I felt a sense of unfamiliarity

Something felt odd

I looked around the room, trying to find one piece that made me feel uncomfortable, but nothing was out of place

Everything was normal to see

I open the door to our room, it was darkness that welcomed me. I couldn't see anything inside the room, no lover to welcome me as everything was engulfed by the shadows of the night

The only source of light was the shine from the moon

I quietly made my way to our bathroom. I opened the door and turn on the light, closing the door when I went inside

I look at the mirror and saw how messy my make up was. My hair was all over the place and I could feel the pain in my heart knowing the reason why

I splashed my face with the water from the faucet. Seeing the running water flowing down, I had thoughts of drowning myself

I was disgusted at myself

Yet...why can't I stop?

Why couldn't I let go of him when I know what I was doing was wrong?