As Brian snored peacefully beside me, I picked up my phone. Looking at the picture, I grabbed a pen and pad from the drawer and jotted down the number. There was no way that I could have no care in the world and sleep through everything, just like he was. I needed to know and I had the perfect idea on how to go about this. I just hoped that it'd work as smoothly as it did in my head.
Setting up a new message, I began typing.
"Hey, it's Brian from the cruise. I got a new #" I sent, and sat staring at my phone until a response came in.
"Hey!!! How have you been?" It read.
"I've been good, how've you been?" I decided to keep it casual, to hopefully unload some answers on it's own. I couldn't just jump in with the HOW DO YOU KNOW ME?! DID I EVER MENTION THAT I'M KINDA SEEING SOMEONE? THAT SHE IS HAVING MY BABY? Although, that's all I wanted to do.
"Pretty good. Missing you, though."
This was definitely not looking good, you don't talk to the opposite member of the sex like this unless something is or has been going on. I wanted to wait until I had every single answer before I confronted Brian, but it was already so clear, and all I wanted to do was smother him as he laid in bed next to me.
"Miss you too. Although the nights on the ship are kind of hazy, ha." I tried my best to drop subtle hints, but she was probably no doubt a dumb blonde, the usual type I've seen Brian look at.
"How could you forget?" She replied, was she mad? Was Brian not drunk that night he was with her? Maybe I had just dropped myself in. "Want me to rejog your memory..?" Another came through moments later.
"Of course." I shot back. Within minutes a response came through, I opened up the message to see that it was in fact a video.
Pressing play, I could hear the sound of a girl giggling, followed by Brian's voice, much clearer than hers. He had definitely been the one filming this. He was holding the phone, his legs laid out onto the bed in nothing but his boxers. But there was no sign of a girl other than her voice, but I couldn't figure out what she was saying, she was too far away from the camera, which made me cling to that withering piece of hope that she was in a seperate bed next to him, anything, anything that would leave him to be completely innocent and for us to be okay. That was soon crushed, when the girls voice started becoming clearer, before she came into view, crawling onto the bed before lifting her leg over Brian's hips to straddle him. I had seen enough, I was about to put the phone down and sucker punch him right there, but I needed to know everything, so I picked the phone back up and continued watching. Watching as she began to slide down his boxers, before taking him into her mouth. A string of moans flowing from Brian, as she continued to perform oral sex on him. This continued for a further few minutes, before she began to strip herself, before getting off of him and leaving the bed. I wondered if that was when they had stopped, I prayed that was when they had stopped, even. We had hooked up since he came back from the cruise, and knowing that he had been having sex with random girls and then sleeping with me made me feel so dirty.
I heard a rustling sound of plastic, before the girl came back into view, placing a condom onto Brian before sliding herself onto his manhood. That was when I turned the video off. I had seen enough, he had sex with her. I didn't just have the niggling in the back of my mind anymore, I had full video proof.
Getting out of bed, I grabbed a jacket and made my way to Sal's room. If anyone was going to give me brutal honesty it was going to be him. And if he tried to tell me otherwise then I would just show him the video. Hitting his door, I waited a few moments for a response, before he opened the door, face looking confused to see me standing there.
"You busy?" I asked, he could clearly tell that something was wrong. I couldn't seem to hide it anymore. He stepped back, motioning for me to come in. "Thanks" I said, heading in and sitting on the end of the bed.
"Need a drink?" He asked, before realizing what he had suggested. "Need a non alcoholic drink?" He chuckled a little, almost weird for me to see. He had always been yelling or mad whenever I seemed to be around, but maybe he was just mad at the situation being Brian and myself. I probably needed to stop taking it so personally. I nodded, watching him grab a bottle of water from the mini fridge. "So whats brings you here?" He handed me the bottle, before opening his own and taking a swig.
"I know that you know"
"What is it that I know?" He asked, like there were multiple outcomes to what I had just said.
"Brian not being able to keep it in his pants, specifically on the cruise" I sighed. A small look of defeat washed over his face. One that knew he was supposed to be keeping it a secret, but one that also knew that I was right.
"Look, Jess..I didn't mean to keep that from you, and I wanted to tell you. I probably would have told you considering the situation" he waved his hand towards my stomach. He sat down next to me, now trying to take more of a sympathetic tone. "He told me that you two were in a bad place at that time, that you weren't together, but then I saw that you were in Miami and a switch went off in my mind. Things couldn't have been that bad for you to be here."
"They were kinda bad, but we had never argued. Our relationship wasn't the thing that distanced us. I told him that I was pregnant, and he just left. That was it"
"I guess he manipulated the situation to justify what he did, which made me believe him. But I'm sorry, if I had known that that was the case then I wouldn't have been on his side. I even saw him going back to the room that night with the girls, I could've sto.."
"Girls?"
"You are talking about the threesome, right?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. My heart now dropping completely into my stomach. I shouldn't have been surprised, I really shouldn't. The fact that the girl in the video wasn't a one time thing, crushed me more than I thought I was crushed in the first place.
"I think I'm going to throw up" I said, running my hands through my hair. Sal rubbed his forhead, clenching his eyes shut out of frustration to his friends behavior, and the fact that he always had to deal with the consequences of his shitty actions. "I only knew about one girl, Amy. She sent a video of the two of them fucking."
"No way?" He seemed shocked as I nodded in response.
"You warned me about him, and I chose to ignore it. I guess you can finally tell me 'I told you so'"
"I'm not going to do that" he said, wrapping an arm around me. I rested my head on his shoulder, completely defeated by the day. "So what are you going to do?"
"I don't know yet. I guess I tell him?" I removed my head from his shoulder to look up to his face, he would be the one to tell me if that was a good idea or not. And right now I needed that.
"I think you should. Wait til the morning, and if you need someone to back you up, text me and I'll be there."
It felt good knowing that he was actually on my side, and maybe that would have been completely different if I wasn't pregnant, but I was just glad that no matter how badly things would be tomorrow, Sal could hopefully mediate it in some way. If Q were to get mad and decide to walk away, he would always make him see where he was going wrong. I got off the bed, walking towards the door, Sal following.
"If you need anything you know where I am" he smiled as I left the room.
"Thank you, Sal" I leant in, giving him a quick hug. As much as I felt terrible about the situation, I knew I would have felt ten times worse if I hadn't came to see him.
"No problem, now go and get some rest"
Hearing the door shut, I continued my walk down the corridor. There was no way that I was going back to Q's room, so I ventured back down to my own. As I climbed into bed, I looked at my phone, knowing that awful video was on there. Knowing that she was probably one of many. Knowing that the guy I was in love with was the biggest slime ball that I had ever met in my life.
