At the end I need you guys to pick something for me.
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"This is crazy." Steph mumbled, standing behind me in the doorway of the bathroom.
"No, this is smart." I twisted the cap open and walked to the tub, flipping the bottle upside down and draining it over every inch of clothing, including the suitcases.
"I still don't understand your logic for this. You bought it so you're going to...ruin it? Why not just go get these thousands of dollars back?"
I chuckled lightly and looked back at her. "I want her to come home, see her shit not in the closet, and find them bleached and messed up. That's the logic." I grabbed the second bottle and did the same, making sure they were completely drenched. "Sure, I kissed you but did I ever go as far as sleeping with you? Multiple times?"
"No I wish," she mumbled. I snapped my head up and saw her staring into space as if she just thought out loud. Well okay.. "I can't believe you heard them. That's worse than being told."
"And she has yet to tell me but..whatever." I held the half empty bottle for a moment before swinging around. "You know what I wanna do?"
"Something horrible because you have that look in your eye." She mumbled and sat on the toilet cover. "What's your plan?"
"I'm not going to tell her anything this entire week that she's gone." I sat the bottle down and nodded slightly. "I want her to wonder. I won't send any calls, no texts, nothing. She's going to see what it feels like to not have me at all. That's what she wants right?"
"Okay I feel like you're hurting but covering it up with this..behavior. That isn't healthy." I looked back at Steph as she stood up and grabbed the bottle from my hand. "You wanna talk about it?"
"Not really." I said before walking out of the bathroom, her in tow. "I kinda wanna...I wanna do more." I went back into the bedroom and looks around before spotting a frame. "Oh look, we took this in Hawaii, where I proposed. Guess this doesn't mean anything anymore huh?" I grabbed it off of the nightstand and threw it across the room, watching the glass shatter.
"Oh you know what else? The invitations for the main wedding that was suppose to happen are on this computer." I picked it up and opened it, pulling it until the two pieces of the laptop cracked from being bent. "No wedding is going to happen now!"
I figured Steph knew I had to get everything out because she just stood there leaned against the doorway, watching me.
"And why am I still wearing this? She doesn't even have hers anymore!" I grabbed the wedding band off of my finger and raised it, ready to throw it but...I couldn't. I brought my hand down slowly and stared at the black band that was suppose to be a symbol of our love. "Why doesn't she want me anymore?" I whispered.
"Hey," Steph whispered and slowly approached me. I looked up and felt my eyes start to cloud with tears again. "Come here." I fell into her embrace and cried softly. She sat us down on the bed and ran her fingers through my hair. "Everything will work out, okay? I promise you everything will work out." I pulled back slightly and rubbed my cheeks. She watched my eyes drop down to her lips and she shook her head. "Not right now. Be better than her."
"I know." I sniffed and laid my head on her shoulder again. "What am I going to do?"
"What you know is right." Her hands rubbed my back softly we we sat in near silence. "When you face her, you'll know what to do. Just trust your heart."
"I trusted my heart this time and I got cheated on." She didn't respond. "I should've stayed in school."
"Yeah maybe, but then you wouldn't have two bundles of joy to make you happy everyday. And one on the way." I stiffened. "Even if that baby came into the world in a horrible way, you're still going to love them because they're yours."
