The Party Girl // Zane Hijazi

Chapter 40: Strength

I started settling down to go back to bed, and scrolled through my phone.

I was browsing my apps for a couple minutes when the bedroom door opened.

Zane popped in and closed the door behind him. I looked up at him.

"Hey," he said, walking to the bathroom. "Hey," I replied looking back at my phone.

"You work tomorrow?" he asked from the closet, taking his clothes off.

"Yeah," I said, locking my phone and laying my head full on the pillow. Zane got into bed, and wrapped his arm around me trying to pull me toward him. "Not tonight," I said, pulling myself away from him.

"I thought you forgave me?" he asked, with a hostile face. "I kissed you. I didn't forgive you," I said, rolling over and facing the window.

"The fuck does that even mean?" he asked. "Are you outraged that I didn't forgive you or that I won't fuck you?" I asked. His cheeks glazed over. "You don't have to be a bitch about it,"

I turned around, and sat up looking at him. "I'm sorry did I make out with someone for millions of people to see, and lose the trust of my fiancé?" I asked. "Bryn that's not the-"

"Zane, give me the time I asked for," I said, laying down and rolling over. "Bryn, you can't just let this go?"

I sat up once more. "Let it go?! Zane you want me to let go you betraying you just so you can bust a nut?!" I asked, laughing. "You know what?" I said getting out of bed. "I'm just gonna sleep on the couch," I said grabbing my pillows. "Bryn-"

"No Zane, this isn't my fault," I said pointing to me. "I'm the one hurting. I'm the one you betrayed," I said now raising my voice. He just looked at me and waved me away. I laughed. "Wow," I said. "What do you want me to say?!" he screamed. I waved my free hand. "Nothing. I'm just really shocked," I said, then walked out of the room.

I walked down the stairs of our dark house and went into the living room. Heath sat on the couch watching tv in the dark. "Mind if I join you?" I asked, startling him. He turned around and faced me. "Trouble in paradise?" he asked. I pulled my lips back into a thin lipped smile. I threw my pillows over  the couch. "I'm thinkin' about going to Boston for a few days if that tells you anything," I said, swinging my legs over the back of the couch, and sitting next to Heath. "It's really that bad huh?" he asked, taking a swig of his beer.

"Yeah," I said.

We watched whatever tv show he had on in silence.

"Heath?" I said after a few moments of us exchanging only breaths. He glanced over at me. "I don't want to have a kid. At least not now," I said, fiddling with my ring. He turned the volume on the tv down and turned to me. "Have you told Zane that?" he asked. "No- He just- he seemed so excited. I thought maybe this could save us-" I said, starting to get upset. My hands shook with every word I spoke.

I felt like that day at my apartment after the party.

"It's just all happening so quick, I just don't know if I'm ready for that," I said starting to tear up. "Juggling work and everything I just I- I can't do it," I cried. Heath pulled my body into his and hugged me tightly. I sobbed into his t-shirt.

He rubbed up and down my back. "You need to talk to him," he said in my ear. "I know- I know, I just don't want to lose him," I basically sobbed into his neck. I pulled myself away and wiped my runny nose. I rubbed my makeup-less eyes and looked at him. "I don't know what to do," I laughed, subtly. Heath grabbed my hand. "I don't know either,"

He gave a small smile and patted the top of my hand with his free palm. "You'll get through this, you're a strong girl," he said.

"But how strong can I act until I break?" I asked.

***sorry for such a short chapter!!! stay tuned for the next one!****