Lustful Encounters

nineteen.

Shocked. That's the expression on Will's face.

"You have a problem with me being married?" He questioned, and anger boiled within me.

"Of course I do! Any woman would have a problem with it! And I have a problem with myself, for stupidly having feelings for someone who doesn't belong to me!" I shouted.

"You think it's stupid to have feelings for me?" He asked his voice rising.

"You're not mine to have feelings for." The rage in me has calmed down. And the clouds of tension had kind of cleared out.

After a moment of silence Will had decided to speak.

"I can't leave Michelle." And just those four words, have broken me on the inside, but I had put on my best poker face. Of course he wouldn't leave his wife for me, situations like this never ended good for the other woman.

"May I ask why?" I cleared my throat.

"Because her father is the Dean of NYU, he gave me my job. If he finds out I'm leaving Michelle for another woman he'll ruin my career." The anger in me boiled again.

"And you know this for sure, he's told you this?" I asked.

"No, but once I married his daughter I instantly had a job at NYU, he didn't have to say 'hurt my daughter and I'll ruin you', it was crystal clear. No words needed." Did he realize how stupid that sounded?

"Ok, Will." I began to play with my food, I didn't want to be on this ridiculous topic anymore, as soon as this weekend getaway was over, Will and I were over.

"Camilla I have to tell you something, and I know you said you didn't want to be left in the dark when it came to us, I think you should know, when Michelle invited you to take a shower at our house it was a set up, I don't know what she's seen-"

"Will just spit it out!" I snapped.

"She had cameras in the house." Gee great, usually I'd be panicking, but let Michelle see what she wants, I've gotten to the point where I don't care. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

You can say that again.

"Great." I said in a bland tone.

"Camilla, please don't be like this, I'll figure it out." I got up from the table.

"You do that, I'm going to bed."

"But you haven't ate."

"I'm not hungry anymore." And with that I was headed to the bedroom. As soon as I hit the comfortable bed, I cried, how could I have let it get so far with such little time. Will did things to me no other man could do to me emotionally nor sexually. Not everything was about sex. There were times where it was just him and I sharing stories and laughs. Will ruined all other men for me. In my eyes there was only him and him only.

Five minutes later I felt the bed dip and Will's familiar comforting arms wrapped around my body as he spooned me and kissed my hair. Tears brimmed my eyes, because although this felt real it was far from it. Will wasn't mine and I wasn't his.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered. I fell asleep to the sound of Will's comforting voice whispering sweet innocent nothing's in my ear.

Earlier the next morning, I realized the sooner I got out of here the better. I slowly yet cautiously got out of Will's hold. I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote to Will.

Dear Will,

          It was fun while it lasted, but I can't do this anymore. I feel as if things gotten way out of hand with my feelings and yours as well. This shouldn't have started, and I'll take full responsibility for it. It was I that came to you that very night. I'm glad to have gotten to know that your favorite color is green, and although you hate to admit that, Titanic is your favorite movie and as much as you've seen it you still cry at the end. I know that you're horrible at golf and you're afraid of thunderstorms. I know your favorite cereal is Froot Loops, and you only eat the marshmallows in Lucky Charms. I know that you hate feeling transparent when it comes to me and I hate that you feel that way, because you're not. You're the exact opposite. I've grown to really like you, maybe love you. I'm not sure. I'm never sure. But what I am sure of is this is wrong and I want to make it right, not just for you but for me also. I will be looking for other places to live, I don't think my heart could stand living next to you, and seeing you with her. When all I see is you with me. Goodbye Will, although I say I'm not yours, I'm yours, all yours.

Love, Camilla.

It took everything within me not to shed a tear. I quickly and quietly gather my things and I was out of the door. It seemed as if it took forever for me to get back home. Once i made it home, I was shocked that I wasn't surprised that Michelle was on my doorstep.

"What is it Michelle?" I asked bored.

"You little bitch, I was your friend, I invited you into my home and this is how you repay me? By fucking my husband?" Her face as red as a strawberry.

"And how would you know that? Through your shitty little camera? Oh yeah I know about that."

"No bitch, the neighbors, they watch!" She had taken a step forward.

"Are you that desperate and lonely that you have to fuck other people's men? You're a pathetic little cunt. Crazy how he's still with me." She spat her words out with such venom.

"Oh he's been with me I just left the condo he rented for us. Now if your husband didn't want me why has he constantly been fucking me? Has he fucked you the way he's fucked me? Has he made you come so hard that the only name that you can think of is Will- oh wait he hasn't because he doesn't fuck you! Haha, how sad is it to know that your husband rather fuck someone else instead of his wife?" Slap. And after that slap, I beat her ass, I dragged her all across my lawn while punching her in the face. All the rage, all the hurt and anger i had in me, I took out on Michelle physically, until two people who were walking by broke us up. Michelle had a bloody, probably broken nose, a busted lip, and a swelled up left eye.

"You stupid bitch! You will forever be lonely, Will still won't be with you EVER!" The two people who had broken us up helped Michelle to her house. I did my walk of shame, and once my doors were closed I cried. More than I had ever. I didn't know who I was anymore, because this, wasn't me. I quickly pulled out my phone a dialed a number that I had been longing to dial.

"Hello?"

"Vanessa, I need you."

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