hi honey. how was your day?
it was great.
oh, good.
yeah. how was yours?
outstanding.
how's the new intern?
oh, she's just fine.
she's what? a sophomore in college, right?
yeah, I think so.
interesting..
i don't know I don't pay too much attention to her.
that's funny.. because i saw you leaving the cafe this morning with two drinks instead of one.
is that so?
yeah, and i sure as hell don't know anyone our age who drinks chia seed tea frappes.
they're a big hit at work.
oh they must be.
what's your deal? you've been acting weird all week.
oh, it's nothing really.
you're not still thinking about that intern, are you?
no.. why would i?
you ask about her everyday and get suspicious over nothing, that's all.
well maybe I find it a little odd that you don't have any numbers of any of your coworkers who you've known for years aside from hers, who you met last month.
babe, she's just a coworker who'll probably be transferred out of the office in two weeks tops.
that still doesn't answer my question.
well maybe I was just trying to do something nice for someone who's new to the office.
you've never done that for any male interns.
that would be odd- i mean i have a wife so i wouldn't want to give off the impression that i play for both teams.
so it's okay to give off the impression that you're with someone much younger instead?
woah woah woah, lets not get ahead of ourselves here.
too late, you're already about 6 feet under
babe I swear-
you swear what? that you don't always text her at odd hours at night? that you don't stay up on calls with her till the sun comes up? or that you don't take her to the small restaurant down the street that was ours? you swear you don't do any of that?
i don't know what you're talking about-
you swear, that you have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about at all.
i..
you swear that those things never happened. say it yourself. say that you swear!
i... god damn it, i don't have to prove myself to you!
i got all the proof i need. you know, i thought you could do better. a handsome man like you in your 30s could most likely get with a girl who at least doesn't waste her money on boob jobs-
you don't understand..
oh, i don't understand?
no, you don't.
what is it that i don't understand, that you've been cheating on me for the last 3 weeks? i want you gone by friday.
don't do this! she only reminded me of you.
why would you need a reminder if i never left?
you- you're still physically here, but i feel as if-
oh you feel what? that i'm too boring? too old? we're not even 35.
no, that's not what i mean-
oh, then what do you mean?
i feel as if my wife had been replaced by an automaton. you don't crack a smile at the things you would go hysterical about. you don't cry over the same movie scenes. i can't even hear you singing in the shower anymore, and i think i know why.
oh yeah? tell me.
ever since.. forget it.
no, seriously.
ever since we took that short break, where you went off and met that hot model in New York and came back saying how it was one big mistake. it's like he kept a part of you with him. he kept a part of you with him and now i'm with someone who doesn't even want to be here.
i-
don't. you don't need to explain yourself, and neither do i. i'll be gone by friday. that intern, she has a name. it's angela. and i'll buy you a one way plane ticket to New York. think of it as a little.. "forget me" gift.
i don't know what to say...
because i already said everything. and by the way, you suck at hiding those words Statue of Liberty post cards.
*call ended*
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A/N: hey guys, how'd you like it?
this short story was originally written by my best friend Judy, but i edited and revised it to be published on here.
thanks for reading, ciao!
