Chapter 5 *

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"What the hell could you possibly want to say to me?!" I scream at Spencer, furious I have to be in the same car as him.

I still feel the alcohol in me and right now the last thing I want to do is arguing with anyone.

"We have quite of bit to discuss unfortunately, so deal with it, I'm more pissed than you are to see your whore face!" He spotted at me in disgust.

"What more could there be to possibly say you psycho!? Are divorce was finalized years ago and there's no kids in the equation so we should be done!" I'm so over this shit, I just want to take a bath and go to bed!

At this he stays silent, and it stays this way until we pull into the driveway of the last place I'd ever want to be.

Not feeling like arguing yet, I decide that the sooner this conversation ends, the sooner I can get to my bed.

We make out way into the living room, and while I sit down he makes his way to the kitchen, only to come back with a glass of water and a pb and j, handing them both to me. Apparently he still has some manners left.

We both sit here, me eating my sandwich, him staring at me, for quite some time. Finally, the silence killing me I ask, "Why am I here?"

Before talking he grabs the back of my neck and starts kissing me. I try to pull away, but instead he pulls me onto his lap. Oh god his lips are perfect. I can't resist the urge anymore and start to kiss him back. I feel his tongue try to gain entrance but I resist, that is until his hand squeezes my upper thigh, making me gasp. His tongue works expertly on my mouth, while his hand makes it's way to my core. When I realize this, my senses come back to me and I push him away, trying to regain my breaths. Damn that was hot. I feel so horny right now because of this bastard.

I look at him, and still see the lust on his face. I need answers, and while sex with my fit ex sounds great, that's the dumbest thing I could possibly do, so instead I ask again as to why I'm here.

He takes a deep breath, a look of vulnerability starting on his face. "It's been two years, two years. For some reason, I can't get you out of my head. You ruined my life, but I can't move on. I just need closure, I need you to explain to me how you could do this to me? And my friend no less. I never even introduced you too so I have no idea how you met, and I don't want to, but I do know that you were with him awhile after we divorced, getting your laughs in. I just want to move on so please just tell me why?" He had tears in his eyes, looking so lost and hurt.

I don't even know what to say, I never cheated but now I know that the pictures involved one of his old friends, I don't even know what to say.

I sit up straight and scoot a bit closer to him on the couch and place a hand on his and start talking, "I don't know what to tell you. I know whatever I say you won't believe me. I swear to you I never cheated, hell I don't even know the guy that I supposedly did with. You hurt me though, never giving me the chance or even seeing the picture. I'm not sure why you didn't see that it was probably photoshopped because it never happened. But you cheated and killed me. I was in love with you, you were my first, and I don't know how to help you but we both need to move on, you with June, me finding someone. I think it would be best if we never saw each other again, easier. So I'm gonna go, but as much as you may have hurt me, I hope you can find someone you can trust. Goodbye Spencer."

I start to move to leave, emotional from even having this conversation, when a hand pulls me back down to the couch, and I look over at Spencer. He's tense and pissed. I knew he wouldn't like to hear the truth, but why can't he just leave me alone?

He looks at me with clenched teeth, "You think I would have ever let you go if I didn't check to see if it were photoshopped! Of course I did you bitch, so quit lying. Hell I even called my friend sending him the picture asking if he was with her and he told me how 'in love' you were, which is why we both dumped your ass. Quit playing the victim Aria because now we both want to ruin your life!" He spats at me.

How is it possible? I never cheated, I never saw anyone? "Can I please see this picture?" I whisper, desperate to see what the fuss was all about.

He starts laughing, "Why to come up with a new story!? Please like I'd ever let you see! Leave bitch, I'm done with you today, but trust me when I tell you that I won't let you get away with any of this ever!"

I get up and sprint out of the house, tears rolling down my face. What the hell is happening?

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