Unknown Love (Sequel to Unexpected Love)

thirteen

lisa

That stupid 6AM alarm that wakes me up earlier than I want every single day.

That stupid 6AM alarm that pulls David out of bed and to a place that he won't see me all day, not that he would really want to anyway.

That stupid 6AM alarm that is just another reminder that I'll be spending another day alone, drowning myself in cookie dough ice cream.

When this alarm did go off, David went about his usual routine and got out of bed to get in the shower. Instead of getting out of bed with him like I usually do, I decided I wanted to sleep in. However, the simple task was made difficult with David's phone constantly chirping with a text notification. Once I had realized that 14 times is enough to text someone in a row, I sat up and picked up his phone to see who it was.

Laura? Who the hell is Laura?

I looked at the bathroom door to make sure David wasn't there, then opened his phone and checked the texts, because maybe it was something for work that he needed to know before he left.

But boy was I wrong.

Laura: hey, I had loads of fun last night

happy that you always decide to get drunk with me ;)

what do you say? wanna go again tonight?

tell your wife you have to work late.

I want you more than you could know

I dropped the phone, not being able to read anymore as tears welled up in my eyes and a void began to make its way into my heart.

I sat there with my mouth agape and tears pouring out until David came out of the bathroom. I stood up, picked up his phone and threw it at him.

"Lisa, what the hell?"

"Why are you cheating on me?" I yelled, feeling my heart drop further into my stomach.

"What are you talking about?" David asked, picking his phone up on the ground and opening it. His confused expression was changed into one of anger.

"You went through my phone?" David asked angrily, as if he had a reason to be.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You're mad because i opened your phone? You've been fucking some other girl behind your wife's back!" I screamed as a sob came out and more tears fell.

"Lisa, I-"

"No! No, no, no. You don't get to talk. Is this why you always come home late? Why you're always drunk?"

"I need to-"

"Answer the damn questions!"

"Yes."

Him confirming he had been cheating on me instead of being "stuck at work" was enough to push me over the edge.

"That's it." I said and stomped towards the closet. I pulled out my duffel bag and began filling it with different clothing items, not knowing where I was going but knowing I needed to leave.

"What are you doing?" David asked as he walked closer. He tried to place his hand on my arm but I swatted it away.

"Do not touch me, David. I'm leaving," I stated, continuing to throw a few clothing items in the duffel.

"What? No, no. You're staying here. We'll work through this, I promise," David said and I stood up straight, sucking in a sharp breath. I looked at my left hand, the ring on my finger. That was a promise. I took off the ring and turned around to face him.