Gone

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Shawn ~
            My keys jingled as I grabbed them out of my pocket to open the apartment door. Another day, another lie. I have to stop myself. I can't do this anymore. Ugh, but I want to. I feel alive and scandalous and like I want more.
I inserted the keys into the lock and opened the door. As I entered the apartment, it was dead silent. I hung my jacket onto the coat hanger and began walking into our bedroom. These halls alone scare me. I walk them every day with same guilt as yesterday, yet I do nothing about it. What do I want more? Love or sex? This scandalous game of riches is just killing me; it's absolutely devastating. Why can't she just break up with me? I want her to end this so the guilt can leave me.
I traced my hand on the rugged wall as I entered the room. No sight of Camila.
Oh shit. I've messed up and now I don't know what to do.
I closed my eyes and prayed that she didn't find out and hope that she's just sitting in our bedroom. For goodness sakes let that please be the out come of all of this.

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