I choose you.

Chapter 7 Bryce

That was Seth, he came to the party but with someone else. I look at my dad who is looking worried about how we left.

"Bryce what happened?" He finally breaks the silence between us.

"I wasn't feeling very well and I just couldn't take the noise." I lie

" at least did you have a good time?" He continues.

" I did, it was fun meeting Chris for the first time. He's so nice." I tell my dad before he goes back to his phone.

The rest of the ride back home seems endless. It begins to rain and I can't think about anything else but about how Seth brought someone else to the party that he was supposed to come with me. A few questions popped into my mind. How old Seth do this? Is he cheating on me? But I push whatever worry I have to the back of my mind and save it for later. I met Chris Pratt.. He was amazing, he's not what I expected, I mean he's such a gentleman. God I hope they get him to play in Jurassic world with me.

The driver pulls up onto my driveway and I say my final goodbyes to my dad before getting out of the car.

He hugs me tight and wishes me a good nights sleep.

I go through my bag search for my keys, i notice that the only things in it were my phone and a small piece of paper. I unfold the paper to find a number written on it, it's Chris's! I smile at the thought of him and wish that the presence of Seth didn't ruin the night.

I can't get it in the house until Seth comes back, the thought of Seth makes me want to cry.

I take out my phone to check the time. It's 12 o'clock pm and there is a cool breeze that makes me shiver, I forgot to bring a jacket thinking that I had my keys but I guess the universe isn't working on my favour tonight. I sit down on the front doorstep and decide to text Seth.

Seth sorry to bother you but at what time are you coming home?

I feel tears reach my chin and before I know it I'm sobbing.

Minutes later after sending that text, I feel my phone vibrate beside me.

It's Seth.

I'm on my way home. Are you ok?

I decide against sending back a text and decide to sit there until he gets home.

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There aren't many cars at 1 am, I hear a car pull up in front of me and from that I know it's Seth.

He gets out with a duffle bag in his hand, I get up and he jumps at the sight of me.

"Bryce, I.. I didn't know... Why are you out here?" He asks walking toward me.

"I forgot my keys, where did you go? You seem to be dressed really professional." I ask him noticing my voice sounds flat.

"Yes we, uh, we went to a really exquisite steak house." He stammers .

" who went to the dinner?" I add. Hoping that he hesitates.

"There was, uh, some, well-" I cut him off.

" Give it a break Seth." I sigh.

"What?" He asks clearly thinking I'm so stupid.

I turn and open the door. I walk in and Seth closes it behind him.

I put down my purse on the sofa and I look at him.

"Bryce, I'm so sorry I didn't go to your party but.." I silence him and wait a few seconds so that I can continue.

"No, Seth, I saw you, did you have fun at the Party?" I ask him with the most serious tone I can put.

"Bryce it's not like that." He attempts to defend himself.

"So you canceled coming with me but you come with another woman knowing I was going. To be there?" I feel my eyes well up and it doesn't take long before I start crying. He reaches my face and tries to wipe the tear off but I stop him.

"Don't even. How could you?" I ask him trying my best not to scream.

"It's not what you think." He answers

"Oh really then Explain" I gesture my hands signalling him to begin.

"I don't really, well, I" I walk off before he can finish. He grabs my arm but I jerk him off me.

"Don't touch me. Oh and don't worry You can come back to the bedroom because I will be sleeping in the guest bedroom."

"No Bryce please. I'm really sorry, she's just a friend." I look at him and wonder to myself if this is what it feels like to have your life turned upside down.

"You fucking crossed the line. Don't you ever get tired of this shit?" I leave him standing on the staircase.

I practically run to the guest room. I break into deep sobs, I can't help myself, having my own husband cheat on me. I let him off easily but I feel my heart break at the thought of him and that bitch. I only think about my kids and I cry more. I grab my toothbrush and some other things I need before walking out.

I close the door of the guest room and drop my things on the spot. I drop on my knees and bury my head in my hands. I hear the rain get louder and the storm get heavier.

I feel numb to everything. I keep crying and I get whatever shred of strength I have in me and make my way to the bathroom.

I stare in the mirror and look at my puffy, red eyes. I feel weak and as I start to hold the glass cup on the sink, I feel it so heavy and it slips out of my hands and breaks as it hits the ground.

I sob. When I reach a piece of glass I feel a sharp pain on my palm. I turn it over and look at the cut that runs from my thumb to mid Palm. I hold my hand close to my chest and end up sitting on the cold ground and forget about the blood dripping on the floor and hope that the morning comes fast.