Dear Josh..
Swollen eyes. Bloodshot from crying. Sam was a mess. I was a mess. Depression was starting to creep back in. Thoughts of suicide. Thoughts of pain.
"Jen, why did she leave? Why did she go? Why is she divorcing me?" Sam said, his voice quivering and tears forming in his heart broken eyes.
No words.
"Jen? Jen! Why Jen? Tell me! Please tell me!" He was so desperate yet I could do nothing.
I had never felt so close to Sam, Josh. Between the heartbreak and loss this had bought us closer together!
But what if it was too close? What if Sam tries something on me Josh? What then? He hasn't got a wife to worry about? What if..
***
"Sam? What are you doing?" Sam had his arm around me, his face and lips centimetres away from mine.
"I always liked you Jen. I know you want this." He smirked.
Our lips crashed, locking. Before I knew it we were making out. Me and Sam. Sam and me.
I woke up with a start. It wasn't real. It wasn't real! It was a dream.
I would never do that, Josh. Never. My lips were and are for you. You and you only. Remember that.
Love Jen
