Another Day

Chapter 14

My dress was still on the couch. Unfortunately, a newly awake John was there as well. I didn’t even care as I dropped the blanket and slipped it on right there in front of him. He looked at me uninterestedly.

“Lover’s spat?” He questioned casually, taking a sip from his cup of tea. I looked at him placidly through tear swollen eyes. “Go to hell Lennon.”

As I marched out the door, I heard him laugh behind me. “I’ll be there soon enough love!’”

I didn’t want to take a cab so I half-walked half-stumbled down the sidewalk, not having a clue where I was going.

It didn’t really matter though.

Guilt was going to eat me alive before I made it home anyway. I felt violated, and stupid. I had never intended to let things go so far.

How could I do this to Danny? He’d never been a bad boyfriend. Hitting me was an accident. He would apologize, and I would forgive him. Because I love him.

But how could I apologize for what I had done?

This was all so messed up. I am supposed to love Danny, but I know I didn’t drink enough last night to lose judgment. I slept with George because I had wanted to, and that was scary. I wanted to say I was drunk, because with George I felt things I never had before. Things I’d never experienced with Danny.

I had cheated. Cheated.

It was a dirty word; something that tramps and drunken husbands do, something for an unlovable person to do. The ultimate unforgivable sin in a relationship.