The second I got home, I set up a nice dinner for me and Thomas. It was almost 5 and he was just about off work. I got the pasta off the stove and put some in a plate for me and him.
-2 Hours Later-
Something wasn't right. Thomas didnt come go.e at 5:15, like he always did. Something was up. I decided to call him on my cell.
No answer.
Was he dead? Is he ok?
I wondered.
Where was he?? If he was in bad traffic, he would have been home at 6. It is now 7:02.
I HAD to know if he was ok. I decided to drive aeound the neighborhood to see where he was.
After 15 minutes of driving around, I saw his car parked at someone's house. The house belonged to this slut at the community picnic that flirted with every guy there.
I parked in the parking lot. I got out of my truck.
He's cheating... Isnt he?
I thought. I knocked on the door. No answer. I pressed my ear against the door.
.......
Moaning...
He is cheating.
I slowly opened the door. More Moaning. I too toed throught the hallway.
The moaning got louder and louder. Then, the moaning got the loudest by this door. It was halfway shut.
I peeked inside.
Thomas and that slit were in there. On the bed. That slut moaned like there was no tomorrow. They were fucking eachother. Having sex.
I covered my mouth and started crying. I walked back to the door. But I saw a pregnancy test in the trash. Positive. He got her pregnant. I ran outside. I grabbed my lipstick from my purse and wrote something with it on Thomas's car window.
I know what you did.
I know you are fucking her.
I know you are cheating.
I know it all, Thomas.
I know I would call you Angel.
I know that I can't anymore.
I know you don't love me.
I know you love her.
I know it all.
I know you got her pregnant.
I know you wish I was never born.
I know I love you.
I know I still love you.
I know I have to die now.
I know how to kill myself.
I know I could do it now.
I know you lover her
I know it all.
I know I have to cry for the rest of my life.
I know I have to go now.
Love, a girl who loves you,
Y/N. ❤
I put the lipstick through the crack in the window. It was open. I got back in my truck and drove back home. I sat on our bed and cried. I cried my heart out.
Meanwhile....
Thomas walked out of the slurs house and walked to his car. He read what was on the window. Oh God, she knows.. He thought he wiped most of it off and started driving back to Y/N's home that he shared with her.
Meanwhile....
I heard Thomas pulling up in the driveway. I quickly licked the doors and turned on a very sad movie on TV. I layed on the couch and pretended to be asleep.
I heard the door being unlocked. I didn't wipe my tears. I kept them there. The door opened. "Y/N?" I kept quiet. He walked around the house looking for me.
He was in the living room. "Y/N?" I didnt move. I knew he was looking right at me. He sat beside me. He touched me cheeck. It smelled of cum. I was still pretending to be asleep. "What has gotten into you?" Get your dirty hands off of me! I thought.
I heard him heavily breathing. Almost like he was crying. "Are you sleeping?" I didn't move. Just continued to pretend I was asleep.
To be Continued......
Authors Note
So I AM making a Part Two very, very soon. Stay tuned because things are about to get CRAZY! I fyou guys have any suggestions, please tell me in the comments. Thank u!
