In love with my best friend

Sanity

Hi guys! I know I'm so freaking late on updating but I just got back from Cali on vacay for like literally a month and a half. And then I got sick and shit and now I'm home trying to redecorate well still some what sick? So basically- I'm sorry. Anyways don't forget to vote and comment and tell me you loved the chapter- or hated it, with my luck.

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"Hey.." I felt someone put their hands on my shoulder. I stir a little, sitting up and adjusting my eyes to the light that was coming in through the bedroom window.

"What are you doing up? It's 7:30?" I ask Adam, looking over at the clock on my side table.

"I have to go into work for a few hours." He says. "Just wanted to tell you before I left." He smiles.

"That sucks, I wanted to do something today." I frown, running my hand through my hair. "I should be home around 5, we can maybe stay in and order pizza?" He asks, arching his eyebrow.

"You know I can't resist pizza." I laugh, leaning in and pecking his lips.

"Sure you can't." He smiles, rubbing his hand down my back.

"Anyways it's okay, I was gonna make plans to go to lunch with a friend tomorrow, so I'll just make them today." I shrug. He nods.

"Okay well I should get going." He stands up, adjusting his sleeves on his button up shirt.

He looked really hot and I felt like I probably looked like utter shit with my bed hair and morning breath.

Ewe, just ewe.

"Don't forget we have counseling tomorrow." I remind him, standing up to adjust his tie.

He groans, putting his head back in exaggeration.

"Don't be a baby. This was your idea!" I laugh at him.

"In my defense, I did not think you'd agree." He points out.

"This is our marriage we're trying to save here. Just- please." I give him a hopeful smile.

"Okay- but I swear if she tries asking anymore about our sex life, I'm out." He says, grabbing his coat off the bed.

"What would she ask?" I ask, shaking my head and laughing at him.

"I don't know, for all I know, she can start asking how big my penis is or-" he makes a gross face.

"Or worse, she can ask us to keep a 'journal of our sex life'." He says, mocking her voice.

I roll my eyes at him. "Just go." I shew him out, getting back in bed and covering myself with the blankets.

"Love you." With that he walks out. I sigh, closing my eyes and attempting to fall back asleep.

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"So..." He leans back in the booth, crossing his arms over his chest.

"What have you've been up to?" He asks, arching his eyebrows at me.

"No no! You need to tell me what you've been up to Zack. Last time I checked you were doing great in your career and you had so much going for you." He laughs, blushing slightly from the attention.

"I uh- well I partnered with a few buddies from college and we've really just built something for ourselves. I've been traveling, getting potential clients." He shrugs.

"It's been great." I nod, interested to know more.

Zack always seemed like someone who was meant to do great. He's always had this excitement in him, excitement to do awesome things and see things people haven't before.

"Wow, that's just amazing Zack. I always knew you were going to be successful." He chuckles.

"Sure, anyways your turn. What have you've been up to? I'm sure you've managed to do great things yourself." I frown.

Great things? No.

I was in the middle of trying to fix my marriage well maintaining my sanity. As well as try to keep my husbands spirits up after his bitch of an ex wife decided to sue him for half his company.

I felt like I was doing nothing great. In fact, I felt useless.

"Umm, well I'm a publisher, finally. I haven't actually officially published anything but I'm in the works. I have a client who is great at writing short stories and I'm just really excited for her to finally publish them. I can tell she's nervous but- I don't know, I know they'll do good." I shrug.

"And umm, well I got married." He looked a little taken back.

"You got married?" I nod.

"To Adam." I murmur, suddenly a little nervous for his reaction.

"I can't say that's a surprise. I always figured you and Adam had something between each other." He smiles.

"But congratulations. You deserve someone that'll treat you the best." I nod.

"Yeah, I'm happy. We're actually having a party to celebrate our marriage on Sunday. If you're still in town I'd love you to come, you and your fiancé." He nods.

"Sounds great. I'm here another week." He shrugs.

"So how is Adam? Is his business still running good?" He asks. "Uh-" I wasn't sure whether to lie or tel the truth.

"It's doing good. It's a very successful business. Although his ex wife, Nicole, is kinda suing him for it right now."

"Oh, that's a bummer. How is he holding up with that?" He asks.

I shrug. "The best he can. I mean I can tell it's not easy for him, whatsoever. But he's doing fine and trying just to get through it."

"And you? I'm sure it isn't easy."

I bite my lip.

"No it isn't. It isn't easy being so- I don't know, sane? I guess. During this time it isn't easy at all. Trying to keep myself together for Adam. I know he's so stressed. It's just- not easy."

He smiles sadly at me.

I figured he'd pity me, but apart of me felt like I needed an unbiased opinion, or even just someone who I can talk to about it without feeling judged.

Zack was that person. Because although I broke his heart, and I regret dearly, I know he isn't the type of guy that would put me down or hurt me back.

He was an honest, loyal man. And he'd be the ideal husband, if I weren't in love with Adam, I would've stayed with him. But, that's not the way the world works.

You don't get to choose who you fall for. Although that doesn't seem fair, it's true.

"I uh, don't know much about marriage or how that all works quiet yet, but when you lean on someone too much, they'll end up falling from carrying your weight and their own."

"What I'm basically saying is, it's okay to not be sane, or all put together. I'm sure Adam would understand if you had your mental break downs here and there." I laugh a little, smiling.

"But don't make it your responsibility to fix things or make someone happy every waking moment. If anything, you should be the one that should be getting treated like that." He points out.

"Thanks Zack. I needed someone to talk to- even if it is you." He nods.

"I'm not that bad? Am I?" He asks.

"Not at all."

He takes in a deep breath before letting it out.

"Where's the waiter, I think we both deserve a drink, don't you?"

I nod, in complete agreement.

Lord knows I needed it more than ever