Sparks Fly [Completed]

9. Guilty

I didn't sleep at all that night. How could I, after kissing Seth! I kissed Seth. Voluntarily. And the worst part was that I liked every bit of it. I had just cheated on my husband with one of his best friends. Why? 
I loved Andrew! For gods sake I was married to him. I couldn't do this to him, to our marriage. I was furious at Seth too. Why did he do this? He had been drunk obviously but before that he already acted weird. I couldn't get it out of my head and eventually at 5 o'clock I just left my bed. I put on my most comfy sweats and sweater and hoped watching TV would distract me. 
How the hell did I mess up so badly. 

TV proved to be no distraction. I only got more frustrated. I took my phone and looked at the texts Taylor had send me after the party. She eventually did hook up with a guy and lets say she had a way better time then me!
I had been distracted after I came back from the haunted house. Taylor blamed it on the comments she made about Andrew. She apologized for it but still told me he should treat me better than he was doing now. She was kind of right. Kind of. 

With a groan a dropped side wards on my couch and moaned some more. How was I ever going to act normal when Andrew came home? I couldn't tell him of course. He would have a fit. Telling him was out of the question. But what If Seth told him? What if he blamed it on me or my outfit. My frustration turned into fear. No... if he would do that I would be done for it. 
I had to talk to Seth. I had to tell him to shut up and pretend nothing happened.

Just as I wanted to get on my feet I heard the door open. Right away I thought Andrew came home early because Seth had told him what happened. My heart immediately went at a racing speed. 
But it wasn't Andrew. Seth's voice came from the hallway. "Emily, it's just me. Can I come in?" 
For the first time he seemed to care about privacy... sort of because he still came in using that stupid key Andrew gave him. 
"Yeah, I am in the living room" I managed to say feeling relieved and tense at the same time. He shouldn't be here! Still I had to talk to him. I had to tell him he couldn't say anything to Andrew. If he didn't already did. Now I was back to being scared... no terrified.
Seth came into the living room looking exhausted. It seemed like he slept just as much as I did. 
He probably could see I was scared because the first thing he said was "I won't touch you I promise! I was drunk and... I don't know" He raised his hands and just stayed in the doorway. 
That wasn't what I was scared of of course. A part of me maybe even wanted him to touch me again but I had to ignore that at all cost!
"You can't tell Drew!" Was the first thing I told him. 
Seth blinked a few times like he didn't understood or he was trying to understand something. Suddenly he seemed determined and he walked up to me taking my face into his hands and kissed me. 

The first instant I kissed him back. Again I had no clue why but I did. After a few seconds I could think again and pushed him of me. 
"Seth! Don't I am married!" I told him panicking. What was wrong with me? This wasn't right!
"Why are you scared of him Emily? You wouldn't be doing this is he was right to you. I know this, I know you!" 
This was all way to confusing. I was shaking my head and walked away from him. "You don't know me!" I told him walking to the kitchen. I had to do something so I started making coffee and toast. I didn't eat breakfast yet anyway. 
"Em, please.... please just listen to me. I" 
"No! Seth you can't do this! I am with Andrew, we are married! Stop this." I interrupted him looking him straight in the eye. 
"You can't do this! We can't do this. It's wrong! I love Andrew, I am married to him. There is no way that will change."
The pain that showed on Seth's face after these words nearly broke my heart. I just didn't understand why it got to me. It wasn't like I had feelings for him. Did I? He had been here just a few weeks and I hardly saw him. It wasn't like I felt drawn to him. I didn't even really know him. 
His pain was replaced by this stubborn frown. 

"Tell me has never hurt you!? I heard Taylor say he called you a slut. Your husband should never do that! And those bruises on your arms?" He crossed his arms and I had to look away from his eyes. 
"Those are nothing. He is a bit rough sometimes who cares" I shrugged trying to find a way to kick this man out of my house. 
"I care!" Seth said walking up to the kitchen and getting way, way to close again. 
"You don't!" I disagreed. "You are only getting me into trouble. I want you to leave Seth!" 
He was right in front of me with a deep frown on his face as he looked at me. I was almost scared he would hit me. 
Maybe he could see this fear because he stepped back and his eyes softened. 
"I do care Em. I am here, right across the street if you need me. Just remember that. I am not going anywhere." 
He took another step back and hesitated a little. I didn't say anything. For some reason I felt like crying now. I bit my lip to keep me from it. 
"Right across the street." He said again and for some reason I nodded. He left after that leaving me in a bigger mess then before.