I knew that Jared was annoyed about Matt calling, but at the same time, I knew that Matt was probably just concerned. Answering the phone right in front of him, I listened to Matt's worried voice. It was just as I thought, he was only checking on me.
I didn't stay on long, knowing uncomfortable Jared was with me talking to him. Matt let me know that bitch with the red hair was beyond pissed off and caused a huge scene, repeatedly making rude comments about her affair with Jared for everyone in the club to hear. If I had stayed, things would have absolutely gotten out of hand.
After disconnecting the call, I hurried back into the guest room to find Jared in the exact same spot. He looked furious as he glared at me. "Why do you look so pissed off, it was only a phone call."
"But you dated him. That's different Kristen. Why the hell is he still calling you? He knew that you were with me, so, obviously you're fine." He insisted, standing up and pacing back and forth in front of me.
"Maybe it's just me, but you can't compare my pathetic relationship with Matt, whom by the way I didn't even have sex with, to your 'one night stand,' or so you claim! I'm just confused as to why you are pissed. Shouldn't I be the one who is pissed off? I mean, you were the one who was screwing around and she wants the whole fucking world to know her side of the story." I stood and moved over to the window, just to get away from him.
"Let's not forget why it is that I felt the need to engage in a one night stand! You weren't exactly very welcoming when I came home after being gone for weeks at a time!" He snorted.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Wait, now it's my fault you cheated?" He must have lost his mind blaming me. I knew things had changed between us, but my God, was it so bad and I didn't even see it?
He glared at me, "Come on Kristen, I'm a man and when I've been gone for weeks at a time I expect my WIFE to be a little more enthusiastic to see me. What exactly did you think would happen? I mean, what did you expect me to do?"
He really had the audacity to blame me for his mistakes. Gone was the feeling of hurt, it was now replaced with anger and rage. "How dare you blame me for this! I didn't make you cheat on me! You're a selfish mother fucker who is never satisfied!"
He took a deep breath, held it for a few seconds and then released. I could see the distress in his face as he moved closer, avoiding my eyes the whole time as he sat down on the bed. "This will never go away, will it? You will always remind me of what I did, but refuse to take any of the blame. How can this relationship go on when you refuse to own up to your own mistakes? I'm just done." He threw his hands up. "I can't do it anymore. I honestly thought we were going to make it, that our marriage could survive, but it's not gonna happen." My mind was completely blown that he was blaming me. The anger boiling inside of me was like nothing I had ever known. I stood there, not sure if I wanted to slap him or just walk away. He made the choice easy for me. "I think it's best if I go home and give you some time alone. You need to decide what it is that you really want."
He took another deep breath and got up packing just a few changes of clothes before he exited. I never moved from my spot as I heard his truck driving away and my heart sank.
Exhausted, I fell asleep on the couch, where I tossed and turned the rest of the night. The next morning I got up and showered before driving to his mothers to pick up Emily. I knew that she would ask questions about our night out, and I hated to have to tell her what happened. Shoving a pair of sunglasses on my face, to cover my swollen eyes, I walked to the door and knocked. I was shocked when Jared opened the door.
