He was in the shower, and I was on the couch. I had just finished another Supernatural episode, reruns of course.
Waiting for him to get out and come spend time with me was like waiting for eternity just to say hello. He was always working, always out with his friends, or too tired to be with me. But of course I loved Michael, with all my heart. Four years with him and I trusted him. I cared for him.
But then his phone vibrated. And kept vibrating. Sometimes it would do that if he set an alarm, and it was annoying, so I reached to turn it off. But instead of an alarm, I found a text message. Without meaning to, I read it:
Last night was so fun! See you tonight babe!;) you should tell your girlfriend ya know, we've been together for a year already!
That's when I knew what true heartbreak felt like.
Michael walked out of the bathroom, rustling his wet hair.
"Hey babe, I forgot to tell you, work called me in tonight so I gotta go. Don't wait up okay?"
