I Saw Her

6th October, 2019

Dear Diary,

Oh boy did I do something bad. I shouldn't have done it, but anyways I did. I was extremely drunk last night, and I slept with my therapist. That doesn't sound bad so let me rephrase. I slept with my married therapist, who already has a son. Well in my defense, I was drunk and lonely after the love of my life was pregnant and possibly going to marry Hobart. Just so my kind readers, Hobart is a total dick and well he doesn't treat people nicely.

I just grabbed the clothes on the floor and tried to wear them as fast as I could. I wore my shoes and tried to leave secretly. Oh boy was that a mistake, I got caught while leaving. "Hey, why are you leaving? Come, have breakfast." "Ummm, I'd like it if I wasn't killed by your husband so I'm going to leave peacefully before your son or husband catches me." She held my hand and made me sit down, "Don't be silly, he's not going to catch you." At that exact moment Liz's son came into the kitchen, "Mommy, who is this man?" I tried to hide my surprised face, the face I'd make when I get caught red-handed. Liz replied, "He's just a friend of mine Alex, he had to get something last night but it was very late, so he slept on the couch." Her son pulled his chair and sat on it. Liz slowly pushed it inside as he picked up a fork and spoon. "Alex, meet my friend Alexander. Alexander, this is my son Alex." I looked at him as he his hand forward to shake it. I shook it while still confused, "Whoa, this is confusing, we both have the same name." Liz brought pancakes to the table and sat down with us. "Here." Alex picked up a few and took it onto his plate.

Liz asked me, "So what's the plan for today then? Since the film is already over?" I was busy eating. "Well I'm probably gonna work on my next which does not include either of them." She chuckled. "Well I think you'll win something for this film, so that's a yes yes for you." By the time I finished half, Alex was already done and left. I looked at him pick his bag up and leave. "He's pretty independent." Even Liz had finished eating. "Don't worry, he's used to it, with his dad being away a lot." And I frowned once again, "I better finish, his dad can come at any time and then it's game over for me." Before Liz could say anything, I put the pancake in my mouth and headed out the door. I grabbed whatever I had left there and headed outside. I had to walk all the way home.

After walking for a little while. Liz caught up to me. "You looked a little awkward at my house, so I feel like there's something we need to talk about." I nodded my head while still walking, "There's nothing to talk about, I was drunk and depressed, I had no control over myself." She held my arm and stopped me. "Look, you don't understand. I'm not married, at least not now. Years ago when I was pregnant with my second child, me and my husband were in an accident, killing him and making me have a miscarriage. None of this is your fault. So you don't need to dwell on it. I had never been with a guy until last night, and it felt awesome even though you were drunk. Just stop hurting yourself mentally. I know you still love Sofia, trust me everything will be fine automatically." I started to tear up and I hugged her tightly. I started to cry on her shoulder. She started to pat my head as I cried. I blew my nose and quietly left.

Well I reached home after a while. I had forgotten my phone at home. I had a few missed calls and messages. All of them were from Sofia. I called her up to ask her but she didn't pick up. I stopped trying to call her and sat on my table. I started to write my new script. Swill promised me another film and asked me for a draft. I decided to think about the story. And well, I fell asleep while writing. I still felt tired. I woke up a few hours later when I saw another missed call from Sofia. I decided maybe the best thing was to move on. I didn't call back.