Broad Love

Chapter Ten

~Phil~

The door to our house creaked as I opened it, something I had been meaning to fix. Now I'm not sure I ever will. Cat turned around in her chair and smiled up at me, her husband coming home. "So what was all that about?" She saw the look on my face and immediately stopped smiling, instead a look of concern presented itself on her features. "Phil? Is everything alright?"

"How long?" I asked grimly. My voice got so low it almost scared me and my hands were trembling so I balled them into fists.

She looked at me in a funny way. "How long?" She repeated my question.

"How long have you been cheating on me?"

A serious expression played out on her face. "Phil, I don't know what-"

"I can't have kids, Cat. Just found out less than an hour ago. So how is it that your sitting there pregnant? It can't be my child, so whose is it?" For each step I took towards my wife, my tone grew more hostile. The fear of what I was doing was completely gone now; just hurt and rage lay in its place.

Cat stood up and walked to meet me, sighing loudly. "A little over nine months." She looked down guiltily.

"Nine months?!" I didn't want to yell, but the anger was just oozing out of me at this point. "Cat, we've known each other for eleven months! You're telling me that this whole time you've been lying and cheating?! Right under my nose?!" She nodded slightly and I ran my hands through my hair. "It was those 'Friday girl's nights out', wasn't it? And I didn't even suspect...."

"Then I guess that was your fault then." She whispered to herself. Unfortunately for her, I heard.

"My fault? My fault? Catherine, I was in love with you! I cared about you! And you just fucking ripped my heart out and spat on it! You know, I could deal with you cheating on me. That I couldn't please you enough so for the last few weeks you saw another man. But no, it's the lies. The fact that since the day we met, you never had the intention of loyalty." The exasperation was practically dripping from my mouth now.

Cat looked up at me, the guilt in her eyes vanished and irritation replacing it. "Me, the unloyal one? Don't make me laugh, Phil. Like you didn't fool around with that friend of yours, Dan? Or PJ? Or hell, why not both of them? I tried to deny it but no! I've been married to a queer this whole time! You're sick!" I could tell that there was cold-hearted disgust coursing through her veins.

"You- you leave them out of this. And you know what? I did love Dan. He was my friend, my best friend, and I gave him up for you."

"Then you made the wrong choice." She sneered.

"Yeah, I guess I did." I said quietly. We just stared at each other for a moment, not entirely sure what would happen next. I was the one who broke eye contact, just to walk out of the house, slamming the door behind me. It was cold outside and I had no idea where I was going to go seek refuge. My feet carried me all the way, as my mind was still back at the house fighting with Cat. I can't believe she did this to me.... When I saw whose door I was at, my heart stopped. All the same, I rang the doorbell. I waited only a few seconds before the door opened and a familiar face appeared.

"Phil?" After holding on for so long, I ran up and hugged Dan tight, letting go and crying. They were tears of anger and sadness, not just for Cat but also for what could have been. If I had chosen Dan instead of Cat, we could have been happy together. Instead I was crying into his shoulder like I scared little kid. But I ignored it. I was exhausted, tired, and all I wanted to do was cry. So I did.