I sat alone. At my house. Waiting for my boyfriend to get here. He said that he was going to be here an hour ago.
Finally he walked through the door. "Hey" he greeted me.
He came and gave me a hug. "Jake, you smell like perfume" I said.
"My sisters were messing with me." Was all he said.
"And that's why you are an hour late from when you said you were going to be here?" I asked.
"Um yeah" he said. "Where were you?" I started to question.
He didn't answer. "Where were you?" I raised my voice.
"Don't break up with me." He started to say.
"Get out" I told him. I sat in the same spot he found me in and waited for him to leave.
"Jake. Leave" I said. "No. No. No. I didn't mean to." He told me. I stood up calmly. "I'm going to get some water. When I come back I don't want you here." I said to him leaving the room. I heard nothing. I got my water and went back in there. I leaned against the door frame.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I want to talk about this." He said.
"Not that, why did you cheat on me?" I questioned him almost crying.
"You told me that I should get my stuff back from my ex. I went to go do that. She kissed me and we just kinda did stuff" he tried to explain.
"So technically it's my fault?" I asked him.
"No I'm the one who let it happen." He answered.
"So you liked it?" I asked him. "Well..... yeah" he said. I walked in and set my water down.
I calmly walked up to the door and opened it.
"You can leave now" I told him. He walked over to me.
"But babe, we can try to get through this" he said as he reached his hand up to touch my face.
I hit his hand away. "No we are not going to get through this" I yelled. "If you are okay with kissing other girls the way you do to me, touching other girls the way you do to me, then obviously I'm not the girl for you. I don't like the thought of your hands on another girl's body. You told me you loved me for everything I am. Obviously you don't because if you did you wouldn't have let it get as far as you did because you would have realized that you could've came and we would've done all of the same things. Now goodbye" I calmly said pointing to outside the door.
"I'm sorry" he told me walking out. I shut the door and locked it. I put my back to the door and slid down it. I put my head in my knees and sat like that for a while.
I could hear my phone going off across the room but I didn't bother looking at it. I was just trying to wrap my head around what just happened.
An hour or two went by and my phone finally died. I left it. I sat there on the floor a little while longer.
Soon someone was banging on my door. After a couple knocks I got up and opened the door.
I seen a worried friend, Cameron. "Why haven't you been answering your phone?!" He asked.
I started crying and he engulfed me in a hug. He closed the door behind him and we stood there and I bawled my eyes out.
"What's going on?" He asked. "He cheated on me" I said. We went and sat down on the couch and we talked for a bit. I ended up laying on him and he played with my hair.
I ended up falling asleep.
When I woke up Cameron was sleeping and it was 10 am.
I got up off of his lap and made up some breakfast. I feel awful that I fell asleep on him. I mean it isn't the first time we have been friends since we were little. Shoot our families are best friends.
I made some eggs and toast then woke Cameron up. He's too nice.
