The Good Girl and The Bad Boy

Chapter 5- It was just coffee

I was still in the coffee shop just thinking of why he would come back just to leave again. It just didn't make any sense to me. Why would he think I would just come back to him?

Soon enough I finish my coffee and head home. I walk to my car and I see Wen is still here and he's... Smoking.

"Wen." I get his attention. He looks over to me with lazy eyes, but doesn't respond. I wanted to say something, I didn't like seeing him like this, I wanted to say something to let him make the right choices again. He used to be such a good boy, and then he moved here and his and my life turned into a living hell. I'm not saying I wish Wen and I never met, but I wish things turned out differently. I turn on the heal of my shoe and head home.

I make it home and I'm greeted by my beautiful husband, "Baby! You're back already?" He grabs my waist and pulls me in for a kiss, "How was coffee with your 'friend'." He quotes with his hands.

I roll my eyes. "As good as it can get." I go to the fridge and get out some grapes.

He chuckles, "What's that supposed to mean?" He sits at the bar stool, "Who was this friends anyways?"

"Uuuh," I stuff my mouth with grapes, "I don't know." I mumble.

"You don't know?" He asks with a confused look. "So like a blind date?"

"Yeah baby defiantly a blind. I'm cheating on you." I say sarcastically.

"Just tell me." He drags. And comes around the corner of the island and grabs me from behind.

"You going to get mad." I whine.

"Babe in not going to get mad."He whispers and kiss me on the neck.

"Wen. I had coffee with Wen." I finally let out.

It's silent for a second. I was scared at what he was going to say or do next. I knew that he hated Wen, like really hated him. Once he broke his hand punching the brick walls, when I told him about the kidnapping. And he blames Wen for not protecting me, even though it was technically my fault.

He lets go of my waist and grips the counter top behind us, not even facing me anymore, "What?" He say in an eerie tone.

"You said you wouldn't get mad." My voice shakes in slight fear. He's never hurt me and I know he wouldn't. It's just when he get mad it's pretty scary.

He quickly turns to me, "Of course I'm mad! He could have hurt you, or God knows what! You know what he did to your mother!" He steps closer to me.

"First off, calm down. We didn't do anything serious. He didn't even touch me." I put my hand on his chest to make him back away from me.

"I don't give a fuck!" He rarely curses so I knew he was pretty mad, "Why didn't you tell me?!

"I-I"I stammer

"Why Cardelia?!"

"I did tell you! Okay? You just didn't bother to ask cause you want to hang with your bros!" I didn't know why I brought that up. I really didn't care that he went out with his friends.

"What the fuck you-" He pauses. Putting his hands together in a prayer style in front of his face. "Don't try to fucking turn this on me, Carly." He barley spoke. His eyes were closed like he was so pissed he could even look at me in the eye.

"I'm not I-"

"Just shut up!" He yells slamming his palm onto the counter top, making me jump. He was inches away from my face. He must have seen the fear in my eyes, because he backs away, "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you like that. It just, I love you so much, and I just want to protect you." He slowly pulls me in for a hug.

I don't hug him back I just stand there, and I whisper in his ear, "It was just coffee."