The Heart's Arsonist

3.

Andrea's POV:

My neck hurt. I got up to a bad headache. I saw an empty bottle of champagne on the counter and a glass which looked like it went through a lot.

I opened the bedroom door to see Theodore sleeping. I softly smiled and went to take a long shower.

I had a terrible hangover. I get high very fast. That's usually why I don't drink. As the hot water came pouring on my face, the memories of yesterday night hit me.

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Flashback to last night
I did it. I said no. I did not think I could, because I was very intimidated by Raiden. But the email was sent and the weight on my heart had been lifted.

It was almost three am when I heard footsteps down the lobby of my floor.

This had to be Theo. I was so excited to see him. I was almost about to go open the door when I heard him talk. He was on the phone with someone.

"Listen Abby, I can't! For God's sake woman. I have a wife waiting at home!" His voice went an octave louder.

"We can get dirty tomorrow. I don't want my wife to suspect on me. Okay sweetheart? I love you. Bye now." He said, his voice getting softer by the end.

I noticed my vision get blur. I ran up to the toilet and locked myself inside, turning the shower on. The voice of the water hitting the tile muffled my cries as I poured my heart out.

I took my time to calm down and slowly walked out once I was done. Theo was on the bed and probably asleep. I noticed the emotions resurface again and I knew how to forget it. I went over to the refrigerator and opened a champagne.

This was going to be a long night.
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I wiped tears which had emerged because of the memories.

Did this happen?

I felt so dumb. How had I not noticed. Theo going away to drink so much. Working for longer than expected. Bringing home his mistress.
I decided to stay calm as I walked out the bath.
"Hey honey? Where is the jam?" Theo's voice echoed from the hall.

"Um... it's in the cupboard above the oven." I replied and walked out.

"Thanks babe! Woah you look amazing! And to think that I've been out only for two days!" He said.

"Yeah about that... where were you? I got so worried." I said as I approached the counter.

I didn't want to look at his face. I was so done.

"You know...the usual. Work." He replies smiling at me and resuming to toast the bread.

I rolled my eyes and walked away towards the room.
I didn't know what to do. My mind was haywire. 3 years. 3 years I've invested in this man. All of that to find out that he had been cheating on me. Why? Why did he do it? Was I not worth it?

"I actually wanted to talk to you about something." Theo's voice broke my chain of thought.
I turned back to look at him leaning on the doorframe.
Did he finally want to deal with it? Did he want to tell me? Maybe we could save our marriage.

"I've been going to a counsellor." He said and looked down at his feet.

A counsellor? What for?
"Why?" I said tilting my head.

"Rea," he fumbled. "I have a drinking disorder. I'm an alcoholic."

The words that had slipped out of his mouth shook me. I mean I knew that he drank,a lot, but an alcoholic? No. How did I not know this.
My life was falling apart in front of my eyes. I looked at him, tears pooling in my eyes. He sounded genuine. He sounded like he was speaking the truth. And Theo won't lie to me. Would he? Obviously he would.

I felt dizzy and sat down on my bed. I didn't know what to say to him. Why did he never tell this about me. I'M HIS WIFE.

He walked towards me and sat down on the bed, talking my hands into his.

"Rea, I know this is coming out of nowhere. But I just want you to listen to me. Please don't say anything till I finish. I realised a few months back that I was drinking a lot. And I went over to the counsellor at work. Her name is Abigail and she is amazing!" I heard him say.

My heart dropped. Abby! This was the same women that he was cheating on me with.
He probably didn't notice it and ranted on.
"Abigail has helped me through a lot. I have stopped drinking as much as I used to." He said cheerfully.

He has stopped drinking and he started sleeping! With his Abigail.

"My liver isn't in the best state though. I'm recovering. And I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I just didn't want you to worry."
"Worry! You are my husband Theodore! I'm supposed to worry about you. What you want me to worry about my boss?" The words just came out in a flow.

I covered my mouth and walked away. Away from Theodore and away from my apartment.

I needed air.
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I walked towards a small park nearby and sat down on one of the swings.

I realised that the past 24hours were the worst hours of my life. They get me.

I slowly started swinging, a small tune of a song coming to my lips.

It isn't everyday
You go through this
So take it in
Till you can't
And you'll know when to stop
And when your heart is full
Where the lilies bloom
Is the way you go
Where the ocean's blue
Is the way to go.
And whenever the light starts you'll notice
You aren't alone.

I hummed to the sad tune of the song, remembering my grandmothers soft voice singing it to me.

I wiped away the tears that had resurfaced.

"Hey." Said a voice beside me.
"I saw you crying. Are you okay?" A boy about the age of 24 asked.
"Not really. But please don't let me bother your day." I said and have a soft smile.
"We all have those days, and honestly I would have wanted someone to talk to if I had a bad day." He smiled politely and put forth his hand.
I got up from the swing and shook his hand.

Just as I held his hand he pulled my in for a hug.

My damn broke and I started crying. Wishing that the pain would go away.

"By the way," he spoke into my ear.
"I'm Ezra."
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Oooohhf.
Sorry for that late update....silly me forgot that I had a book to write.
I know for a fact that most of you can not experience the pain Andrea is going through because of my poor character development but trust me the book goes to become better.

Also I'll be popping in a bonus chapter a few days later as a sorry gift!