I stuff my hands into the pouch of my hoodie, slowly walking down the sidewalk.
I turn the corner to Philz Coffee, and sure enough, I see Kristina sitting there.
Memories of when Ethan spotted me with another man there flooded my mind.
I quickly shook it out of my head, ready to hear whatever she has to say. I push the door open, causing the bell above my head to ring.
Her head turns to look at me, and she gives me a sly, yet warm smile.
"Glad you could make it," She says eyeing me as she takes a sip of her coffee.
I just nod my head politely. "So, what happened?"
"Eager, aren't we," she laughs. "You don't want any coffee, a cookie perhaps?"
"I'm good, just had coffee at home."
"Alright then. I guess we can start. Emma, do you know the real reason you're here?" She starts.
"To talk about whatever you were talking about."
"I wanted you to come here so I can tell you the truth, and the truth only. It's not fair for you to not know what happened between Ethan and I. Whether you are still together or not, you deserve to know." She explains. Her eyes have light, making me believe every word she says.
"It all started the day I met Ethan. We clicked off fast. We had to get to know each other a little since we had an intimate scene. He was very nice to me. Flirtatious, I may say."
I slowly listened to every word she said, making sure I understood.
"Then the day our scene was being filmed, he was being extra nice. And after we filmed, we headed to an ice cream shop to celebrate. All of us did, it was his treat. We sat in his car and talked, ice cream in our mouths, laughing blah blah blah. And then, we kissed. It did get intense, but I told him no, because I knew he had you at the time."
I couldn't tell if a weight had been lifted on my shoulders, or added. It felt so unreal.
Ethan cheated?
Why wouldn't it feel unreal. We dated for like a week.
"Kristina, you're not lying...are you?" I ask picking at my nails.
"Of course not! Emma. I'm truly sorry." She says with guilt in her eyes.
I get up from the table rushing out the door. I hear her call my name but I refuse to turn back.
I believed her. I believed every word she said.
Of course Ethan would cheat. She's ten times prettier than me.
I felt anger, but also sad.
I didn't know whether to cry or yell.
So I decided to do both.
I hop in my car speeding offing, making my way to Ethan's house.
I park in his driveway, then pounding on his door. Grayson opens up but I push past him.
"Where is he?" I walk fast to his room, seeing him sitting on his bed playing fortnite. His hair lazily fell on top of his head with his headers on top. He wore a maroon hoodie and black sweats with white socks. And he's never looked better.
"Emma?" He quickly shuts his game off and takes his headsets off and stands up.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" He asks with disgust.
"You were mad- you are mad at me. Why?" I ask.
"Why?" he scoffs.
"Ya why?! Because you saw me kissing another boy? Why are you and about Ethan. Why?" I yell in his face.
"Because you kissed him, when we were still together!" He yells back.
"Ya. And you shouldn't cheat on you're boyfriend, right?" I ask.
"No. Why the fuck are you bringing this up now, get out."
"So if girls can't cheat on their boyfriends, then what gives boyfriends the right to cheat on their girlfriends? Huh! You cheated on me, way before!" I yelled.
"What are you talking about," He growls.
"Kristina. I'm talking about Kristina. She told me everything."
"Told you what?" He asks.
"Cut the bullshit, Ethan. I cant believe, for this long, I blamed myself for our breakup, even when I did nothing! And I come to find out that you cheated on me this whole time?" I scream in disbelief.
"Are you fucking serious right now? You're turning this on me, when you're the one who cheated. So don't you dare say you did nothing. I never cheated on you. Why the hell would I?"
"You did cheat on me because Kristina told me everything. I knew it. You never liked me. You've always wanted Kristina. That's why you came up with some shitty reason to break up with me! You know I never cheated!" I yell back. I felt like my mind was going crazy and I could barely stand up. I took a seat at one of his chairs, waiting for him to say something back.
"Emma, I've always liked you. I still do. I don't know why but I still fucking do! But I shouldn't because YOU did cheat. I saw it with my own EYES EMMA! My own fucking eyes." He yells.
He's still blaming me. He's still fucking blaming me.
"I'm done." I walk out of his room and leave his house. I couldn't stand there any longer.
"Emma!" He grabs my elbow making me turn to face him. I will not let myself cry in front of him.
I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry.
"What did Kristina tell you?" He asks calmly.
I felt the tears forcing to come out of my eyes but I would not let them fall.
"Everything. She told me everything. About your affair with her, while you were with me. But I don't care. I don't care." I respond.
"You do care because you came here and yelled in my face."
"Just tell me. Please tell me it isn't true. I want to hear it from your mouth, not hers." I plead.
His eyes avert from mine to the ground, looking away. He let go of my elbow taking a step back, but still no word.
"Wow." was all I could say. All I could say before the tears started pouring out.
My face was emotionless, but the tears still streamed.
I looked at him one more time, his eyes still glued to the ground, his right arm rubbing up and down his left. I looked at him, observing everything, before getting into the car. I started the cry and drove off back home. Never once wiping my tears. And I finally let these tears fall.
Because these tears, had every right to fall down.
