Try Me (Drunk In Love #1)

Chapter Two

My brain have shut down and I have lost my equilibrium. I just don't know what to say or what to do. I loose my grip on my phone and it hits the ground with a thud. It distracts Ty, he tries to see where the sound came from and when he sees my face, he freeze.

His face is full of shock and the guilt of getting caught. Navea catches on what is happening and pulls herself up on her elbows as Ty climbs down and pull up his jeans. I am too disgusted by them so I turn my head other way.

The tears are running down my cheek and I don't wipe them away. We have been together for five years. How could he do this to us?

And Navea, she have been my friend for as long as I can remember. We went to kindergarten together. We attented the same school.

"Kia, I thought you.. were at work.." He has the nerve to say this, the bastard.

"So what? You going to fuck my best friend behind my back whenever I am at work?" I snap at him.

"No that's not what-- Look Kia-" He tries to explain.

"Don't. Don't you dare say to me this isn't how it seems. Because I am very sure you both were having sex, not talking or discussing renovation plans." I point at both of them.

"Kiara, babe I am so sorry." Navea has put on her top and is struggling to put on her jeans and talk to me simultaneously.

"Don't 'babe' me! How can you say that to me? After everything that I saw and heard." I shout at her. Her face in ruined, with mascara and liner running down her face, leaving black streaks behind.

She still looks beautiful. Maybe thats why she did this, to prove me that everybody wants her, not me. My body and mind are numb. I don't have the strength to say anything even though I want to hurt them both so bad.

I look at both of them, then quietly pick up my phone from the floor, turn around and walk back to the main door.

Ty calls behind me, then I hear him rushing to stop me from leaving.

"Don't touch me!" I snap at him and push him back. "Just, don't." I say and unlock the door.

There is no place that I can think of to go. I have forgot my car key at home, in my bag. The only thing I have is my cell phone which alerts me that it is soon going to die.

I walk and walk. Away from the house. Away from the drama and heartbreak. It starts raining sometime ago and I am drenched head to toe.

I am still in my work uniform. Luckily, I picked up my over coat before leaving so now I can button it up and hide my see through white shirt. My cell phone has finally given up on me. This day just keeps getting better and better.

Around nine in the evening, I find myself outside Tabitha's condo. I ring the door bell and a few minutes later see hear head pop out. When she sees me in this condition, she gasps.

"What happened to you?" She asks.

"Can I come in?" I shiver.

"Yes, of course." She pulls me in and close the door behind me.

"First change these wet clothes then tell me why the hell are you walking around in your work outfit still. I thought you went home?" She leads me to her bedroom.

Browsing through her cupboard, she pulls out full sleeves pink tee shirt and white string pants. I quickly change into dry clothes and she tells me she will wash and dry my clothes in the the dryer.

I walk back to the living room and sit on the sofa, all the things from earlier come rushing back. The moans, them together. And how Ty didn't want me to leave. I shut my eyes tight, trying to stop these images from playing in front of me.

I don't how long I have been sitting like this, rocking back and forth, trying to fight the tears and heartbreak all over again.

"Hey, are you okay?" I hear Tabitha's sweet and concerned voice. She sits beside me and rub my back.

I look up from between my legs and cry even harder.

"Tabi, he-" I start to cry.

"Hush now. Tell me what happened?" She asks comfortingly.

I tell her the whole story, how when I got home I thought there was a burglar. Then I discovered them. Ty being sorry. Navea being sorry. Me leaving the house.

"That son of a bitch! I am not going to let him see the tomorrow's sun! Just you wait." She angrily announces then get up.

She walks over and grabs her cell phone. I jump up and snatch the phone away before she can do whatever she was thinking of doing.

"What are you doing? Do you forgive him?" She spats at me angrily.

"No. I don't forgive him. And I won't ever forgive them both. But you don't do anything, please." I add when she still looks like she is going to murder someone.

She walks back to the sofa and sits. I do the same, taking a seat beside her. Without saying a word, she hugs me and I lean into her. I feel the motherly affection coming from her.

It's so strange. To find family in the unsual of people. I left my home when I was just fifteen. Tabitha have been my rock for so long. No matter what happens with me, being near her makes me feel safe and make me believe everything will be okay.