I don't want to wake up. I don't have the energy to face Shane today. He slept on the couch and I slept on the oversized king bed.
I woke up, made myself a cup of coffee. I have a throbbing headache. I need something to help get my senses working again. A glass of whiskey would snap me back to life.
Whiskey?
What's happening to me?
I hear water running in the bathroom.
Shane is up.
Yesterday was a disaster. I acted very stupidly. I shouldn't have asked him to spend the night because I don't feel like talking to him now. I just wanna be alone for a while. I need time away from him and need to try and focus on getting Zoe out of that draining, dangerous relationship she's in.
I casually Walk to the small kitchen.
My phone starts ringing just as I sit down.
"Gift"
"She's alive" His soft voice beams through the speaker.
"I am"
"Where have you been? I have been calling you for..." He paused.
"Yea?" I raised my brow in question.
"For about a week now"
"I'm okay" I lie.
"You sure?"
"Yea" I try to sound as nonchalant as possible.
"Well, I'm on my way"
"I'm in class right now"
"At six in the morning?"
"I mean, I am on my way to class"
"Classes start around nine. Why are you lying?"
"I am meeting my Bpt Professor for an early session"
I can't lie to save my life.
"I'll see you later?"He suggests.
"Yep"
"See you later then"
"Later"
Telling Gift that I am with Shane and I spent the night with him would be disastrous. Gift hates Shane and Shane hates Gift with just as much passion.
I haven't seen Gift in weeks.
He usually has a great way of making things better. He makes me happy. I don't know what I did to deserve such a good friend. He adds value to my life.
Shane walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, his chest wet and water dripping from his hair. He looks magnificent. His physique is one of the reasons I'm so in love with him. In love? I am still in love with him. I'm not as in love with him as I was when we first got together but I still care about him. Shane and I have had very beautiful memories together. He was once my night and shining armour. He rescued me a few times.
I was never unsure. I mean, at first, yes. I wondered why a well established Doctor like him would go for someone like me. It bothered me more than I led on and now with all the cheating saga, I just don't know how to feel or what to believe.
I wish I could go back to a time when everything was normal. I don't really remember when my life was ever normal but there was certainly never this much drama and chaos. I really wish I never met Shane. I should've married the guy my Father wanted me to marry.
"Did you hear what I just said?"
"What?"
How long have I been lost in my own little bubble?
