It's been a week since Carrie had been home and she missed Mike. No matter what he did, she missed him more than anything. The thought of him with another woman tore her to pieces. Carrie wanted to forgive and forget but she couldn't, not yet.
Mike had done any and everything to keep his mind off Carrie. He cleaned the whole entire house, both of them, he cut the grass on both lawns. No matter what he tried, no matter how busy he was, nothing could stop him from thinking about his wife. He felt he'd done everything wrong. Mike had been looking up so many things online about how to help someone cope after they'd been raped but he felt useless. Carrie didn't want to see him but she didn't blame her.
"Hey," Carrie quickly answered the face time from her husband. This was the first time they'd seen each other since she'd left.
"Hi," Mike replied, a soft smile on his face. He'd missed her so incredibly much. "I miss you, more than anything. Well, not more than I'm sorry." He shrugged his shoulders, not knowing what to say.
"Mike, stop apologizing. It's not that I don't forgive you because I do, it's just really hard to know that you were with someone else. Even if you didn't have sex, you let her do something that we'd never even talk about." Carrie looked down at her lap, not wanting to make eye contact. She was ashamed that this had become her marriage.
"I didn't want her to. I just... I wanted to hurt you for hurting me." Mike finally confessed, her shocked by what he'd said. "I'm really sorry. It is probably the shittiest thing I've ever done. Once I saw you, saw how upset it made you just to see me kissing that girl, I felt like shit." Mike sighed, embarrassed that he'd done such a thing, just to hurt her. "I know now that you and Kyle didn't have sex but walking in on y'all,that sucked. I didn't know what to do I wasn't mad; I was hurt, heart broken." Mike shook his head, Carrie wiping a small tear from her face.
"I can't imagine how that felt." She pushed her hair out of her face, looking back at her phone screen. "I love you." Carrie said, biting her lip gently.
"I love you too. I really really love you Carrie. I hate that you think that I don't." Mike replied, her trying to hold back the rest of her tears from falling. "Can you please come home?" He questioned, her letting out a small sigh.
"I want to come home because I miss you but it just hurts. It's not even just because of that woman, you called me a whore Mike. I never thought you could be so hurtful." Carrie licked her lips, wiping other tears from her face.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything! I miss you; I just want you back home with me. You're not a whore Carrie. You've had sex with one man in your life and that was your husband." Mike replied, her lowering her head, ashamed.
"Not anymore." Carrie shook her head, him surprised.
"Carrie Marie, this was not your fault. You didn't have sex with Brad; he raped you. Please, don't blame this on yourself. This could never be your fault." Mike said, wishing he was there to hug his wife tightly. "Please come home." Mike begged her.
"Okay."
