How can loving you be so bad - Part 12

Kara

 

 

While I laid next to Nicole in my birthday suit her voice sent chills down my spine. I kept asking myself what did this mean, where was this feeling coming from and why now. I quickly jumped out of my thought as Nicole touched my chin.

 

-          Baby girl it’s going to be alright. I won’t let him ever hurt you again

-          Thanks Nicole but what are we doing, what is this?

-          What do you mean?

-          I’m just wondering where we go from here. Are you going to tell Juan?

-          What Juan doesn’t know won’t hurt him right. Let’s talk about something else please

 

Seeing as Nicole started to get a little irate I decided to change the subject. I reminded her that my car was still in front of Juan’s job and needed to get it before I got a ticket; ya’ll know these Georgia parking police don’t play now. So we got dressed and hopped in the car and made out way to Juan’s job. As we turned the corner I noticed Juan’s car out front. I asked Nicole did she know he was going into work today and she said “hell nah”. The look on her face was that of shock. She pulled up to the corner and said get out here and walk back to the car. You got your keys don’t you; yeah but damn girl cant you at least drop me off near my car. I was shocked at how much she feared him seeing her drop me off like he knew what had happened. So with that I said I’ll call you after I make a stop and meet you wherever you at is that okay. She told me sure and pulled off like a bat out of hell. Why would she pull off so fast, what was really up?

 

As I got in my car I noticed the lights on and thought I’d thank Juan for what he had done for me. As I was about to get out I noticed Juan standing in the door way with his shirt off and pants undone. I quickly laid back in the seat and waited till he left and pulled off as quietly as I could.

 

-          Girl what was that, is Juan cheating on my girl

-          I know right Nicole is going to flip if she find out

-          But wait she just slept with me so she can’t be upset

-          Am I talking to myself

-          Aw shit I don’t lost it

 

I hit the freeway and was again talking to myself. What did I just see and should I tell her, would she believe it.  As I drove down the freeway my phone rang. Oh hell no what does this punk ass want. I was not about to answer his calls I was not ready to face him or let alone hear his voice. As I sent it to voice mail another call was coming thru a number I did not recognize and was reluctant to answer but did anyway.  

 

-          Hello

-          What’s going on?

-          Not much, I’m sorry who is this?

-          Oh so you don’t  know my voice anymore

-          Teresa

-          Yes tramp how have you been

-          I’ve been better and you

-          I’m okay. I’m in your town can you grab lunch

-          I was kind of meeting someone but we can grab coffee if that’s okay

-          Sure where should we meet

 

As I gave Teresa the directions I was shocked. Saturday was turning out to be a strange day; between waking up in Nicole’s arms, to seeing Juan shirtless, and now Teresa calling me out the blue what else could happen.

 

As I pull up to the coffee house I see Teresa out front and wow she looked great. I couldn’t believe how much she had changed. As we hugged she complimented me on being married to the cutes preacher in all of Atlanta. I tried to fake a “yea girl” but I couldn’t. As we sat near the back corner I let it all out. I told her everything and what had happened in the past week. I could see that she was in shock and might not believe me. So to prove myself and shake her doubt I pulled up my sleeve to show her the bruises. Teresa started to tear up and I told her please don’t cry for me, pray for me.

 

So as we sat and caught up on life, family, kids, memories of school fun my mind started to wonder. And before I knew it the words were coming out and I couldn’t stop them. It was like an out of body experience but as I expressed my deepest secrets to this woman I could feel the weight lifting off my chest. I could see the shock in her eyes grow larger and larger as I spoke. But what I told her last even shocked me.

 

-          And ya know the worst of it girl

-          What’s that

-          I fantasize about my husband's best friend all day longI've known my husband for 9 years and have known his best friend about the same amount of time. When my husband and I separated briefly in college I slept with his best friend and it was the best I ever had. I guess it was his touch or his breath or maybe even his awkwardness that has had me sprung for 7 years now. I really would like to know if he feels the same about me. I would leave my husband in a heartbeat if his best friend said he wanted to be with me. I just want to run away with him and live on our own little island and be free but I am stuck in this shitty ass life in this shitty ass marriage.

 

I paused and for a minute felt like I was being watched, like someone was standing right behind me listening to every word I was saying. I looked at Teresa and could tell someone was behind me. I slowly turned around and my heart sunk into my stomach…..