The One That Got Away

Part 16

I felt a punch to the gut.
I didn't know what to say, where to begin.
I stared at her crying, my mouth hung open.

I was mad, hurt, sad.
I felt betrayed....
I felt like a hypocrite.

I was the other women..... But here was the plot twist.
So was she....

"When?"
I asked getting up from the floor, my face wet and probably completely drained of all color, I didn't know what to do, how to possibly respond....
I felt anger, so much anger, I did the only thing that could help the anger.

I flung open the door to the fridge and pulled out the bottle of grey goose.

I got a wine glass from the dishwasher and poured a half glass.

Putting the glass to my mouth, I downed the liquid fire in one gulp.

I noticed Shelly stopped crying and was looking at me with wide eyes.

"You want some?"
I asked pouring another half glass and downing it like a shooter.

She shook her head, looking to the ground fiddling with her fingers.

"Ahh that's right you can't..... Because your pregnant!"
I laughed bitterly and poured myself another glass.
It didn't burn going down this time, it felt like a liquid mask covering up the pain my heart felt.

"S-Shay.... You should slow down?"
Shelly said quietly still looking down at her fingers.

"When did it start Shelly!"
I demanded slamming the glass down on the kitchen island.

"Shay.... It's not-"
I interrupted her annoyed.

"What... Hmm Shells what was you going to say... It doesn't matter!"
I yelled downing the rest of the clear poison.

"WHEN!"
I screamed chucking the glass at her.
It missed and hit the wall behind her, glass shattered everywhere.

She stepped back and looked at me dumbfounded.

"L-Last summer, when you was out of town...." 
She sobbed burying her face in both of her hands.

And here I was feeling like the worlds worst person....
Thinking it was all my fault for this broken friendship.

For a year she came into my home, ate my food. Pretended she cared.
But in reality she was screwing my husband.....

My now soon to be ex husband.

"But we quit seeing each other after that pregnancy scare you had back in April."
She explained quickly, as if that really was going to make a difference.

"Oh so you've been pregnant for six months... Wow you really hold your weight great."
My voice had sarcasm dripping from it, my eyes narrowed on her.
My mouth in a snarl.

I wanted to inject venom, I needed to hurt her the same way she's hurting me.

"Shay I'm so sorry it wasn't supposed to happen again!"
She cried trying to come closer to me.

"DON'T!"
I screamed cornering myself and grabbed the butcher knife from the knife block, and pointed it at her.

She put her hands up and walked backwards slowly, she looked at me like this was the first she was seeing me for who I am.

"What your going to do, kill me?"
She grimaced I could hear the tremble in her voice.
She was actually scared of me.

"No I'm not going to kill you, 'bestie' but please tell me when did it happen again?"
I hissed, changing the subject.
She has never seen me so mad before, especially at her....
If looks could kill....
She'd definitely be dead!