ONE NIGHT....15

Saturday the 18^th…..

 Donna had spent most of the night in tears.  Of course she was angry with Jason, but she was more furious with herself for feeling guilty about Brandon; all the while Jason and Vanessa were getting it in behind her back.  For a year he has been lying to her face.  She felt stupid.  Ever since she and Jason started dating she has been faithful to him.  Other than Brandon she has never stepped outside of their relationship, EVER.  She has always tried to be the perfect wife.  Cooking, cleaning, and making sure the house was taken care of. When it came to sex she was damn near Houdini.  Literally bending over backwards to please him.  She kept wondering if it was because of the fact she did not tell him about her inability to conceive.  Even if he was angry about that, he could have talked to her rather than hop into bed with another woman.

Looking at the clock on the night stand it was 1:30 in the morning.  She did not know what to do, she was so rattled.  She got out of bed and reached for the phone.  She dialed hoping to get an answer on the other end.  After 4 rings she heard a familiar voice say hello.  Immediately she burst into tears.

 “Donna, honey is that you?”  “Are you okay?”

 “Why didn’t you tell me Brandon?”  “Why didn’t you tell me that Jason was having an affair with Vanessa?”

 Brandon sighed deeply.  He felt so bad that Donna was in so much pain, but he had to remind himself it was only for a little while.  Soon her pain will go away and she will be happy again, with him.

 “Donna if I told you that Jason was sleeping with Vanessa, you would have never believed me.  Especially after we slept together, you would have thought I was trying to break up your marriage.”  “I did not want you to think that of me.”  “Plus I gave my word to Jason not to betray his trust.”

 “What about my trust Brandon.”  “As his friend you should have told him not to betray his wife’s trust.”

 “You’re right Donna, I was wrong. I should have been a better friend to both of you.”  “I should have told you about Vanessa and the baby.

 “Your loyalty is to Jason, and I understand that.”  “I am just so angry right now.”

“To be real honest with you Donna, I wanted to tell hundreds of times, but I was afraid to ruin my friendship with Jason, and I did not want you to hate me.”  “I never wanted to see you hurt, but I thought that if you found out on your own then you would not hold me responsible.”

 “I’m not trying to blame you Brandon.” 

Honestly she knew she could not blame him.  He has been friends with Jason since they were kids.  His loyalty should be to his best friend.

 “I am just trying to figure this thing out.”  “I’m going to go get some sleep, when I get up later I will give you a call.”

 “Do you need me to come by; I will sleep on the couch.”

 “No, you don’t have to I’m fine.”

“Are you sure, because I can be there in 45 min.”

 “Ok then, I could use a shoulder right about now.”

 “That settles it, I’ll swing by and drop my shoulder off, and I’ll wait in the car.”

 Donna chuckled.  “You can come in too.”

 “I will be there in a little while.”

 “Okay.”

 Donna hung up the phone, but did not feel any better.  She thought back to the day in the office when Vanessa told her to ask Jason about the identity of her child’s father.  She should have known then but Jason was so convincing.  Come to think of it, when she confronted Brandon by the elevator, he seemed genuinely surprised.  All of this is making her head hurt.  She needed to make sense of this.  There was only one thing she could think of doing, so she got up and got dressed.  She got her purse; she headed for the safe in the back of the closet.  Once the safe was opened she reached in and got her passport.  She needed to get away.  She had to go somewhere and think.  She did not have time to pack; she would buy whatever she needed once she got to wherever she was going.  Once she got to the airport she would pick some place to go.  She got her keys and headed for the garage.  Just then she remembered that Brandon will be here in 20 min.  She went back inside and got her stationary off her desk.  She sat down, and wrote him a letter.  She went into her bedroom and placed it on the pillow. 

Once in her car, she headed for the airport.  All she could think about was Jason and her betrayal.  She was sitting at a red light two cars back when she noticed a car in the intersection, about to make a left turn.  She could have sworn it was Jason.  Maybe she was thinking of him too much and conjured him up.  It had to be him; she would recognize his Jaguar XK anywhere.  She doesn’t know why but she decided to follow him.  After about 10 minutes he pulled up in front of River Oaks, the most expensive apartment building in the city.  That son of a bitch. Donna knew that this was where Vanessa lived.  So she kicks him out and he runs to his mistress.  She pulls over and watches him go into her building.  She gets angrier when she notices that he has a key.  She turns off her car, and decided to follow him to Vanessa’s apartment.  She is going to confront the both of them.  She had been to Vanessa’s apartment only once before.  Jason was sick with a stomach virus, and so was Vanessa.  She had some paperwork that Jason need so he asked me to go over there and get it for him.  She had wondered why they were sick at the same time.  Jason told her it was going around the office.  That lying bastard, they had given it to each other.

She sat in her car for a little while trying to muster up the strength to go up there and confront them.  After about 15 minutes of going back and forth, she decided that she owed it to herself to confront them.  She got out of her car, and made her way to the front door of the building.  Just as she was about to go up the steps, Jason came bolting out the door and nearly collided with her.  He looked beyond shocked to see her.

“Donna what are you doing here?’

 “I would ask you the same thing, but I already know.”  “You could not stay away from her; you had to go running back into her arms.

 “It’s not what you think Donna.”

 “Really, then what is it?”  “Cause to me it seems as if you were coming out of Vanessa’s apartment.”  “Maybe we should both go back up there and all three of us can have a little chat.

 Donna brushed past Jason and headed for the door.  Jason was right on her heels. He grabbed her arm and spun her around.

 “Vanessa is not up there.”

 “Oh, is that why you did not stay too long.”  "Is your little skank and your bastard waiting for you somewhere else?"

 “You have no idea what’s going on.”

 “The hell I don’t.  I just caught my husband coming out of his mistress’ house. What else could be going on other than the obvious?”  “You must take me for a real jack ass.”  "You have spent months lying to me, sneaking around behind my back with your secretary."  "Then you throw your best friend under the bus to cover your tracks."  "You are a real piece of work Jason Brooks.  Here I was feeling guilty about what I did, and all the while you were having big fun.

"What are you tallking about?"  "Guilty about what Donna?"

"I guess that's for me to know and for you too find out."

 Donna and Jason were so engulfed in their heated argument; they never noticed the black dodge charger pull up at the end of the block.  The headlights were turned off, but the car was still running.  Inside the car gloved hands were screwing on a Wilson suppressor to a barrel of a gun.  In his sights was the man in the picture.  Although she had her back to him, her curly hair gave her away.  He was a good shot, and even though he was more than a hundred feet away, he would still be able to make the shot…

"I'm not playing with you Donna."  "Did you sleep with someone else?"

"Well if I did I would be well within my rights now wouldn't I?"

"Are you just saying this to get back at me."   Jason grabs her by the shoulders, and yells in her face.

"How dare you, you hypocrite.  So you can fuck whomever you want but I can't.  Well guess what Jason,  I did fuck somebody else, and you know what it was sooo good.  I loved every minute of it."  "And you know what else.....

 Anthony pressed the button on the door, and put the window down half way.  Once his hand was out the window, he aimed, and pulled the trigger 4 times.

 Pfff, Pfff, Pfff, Pfff…

 Meanwhile…..

Brandon pulled into the garage at Donna’s house.  he walked up to the front door and looked under the pot for the key.  As usual there it was.  He let himself in, and called her name.  Thinking she was asleep, he headed to the bedroom.  He got to the bedroom door and she was not there, nor was she in the master bathroom.  Maybe she did not want to sleep in the bed she had shared with Jason.  Brandon checked the 3 other bedrooms in the home, and no Donna.  He went to the garage and her car was not there.  He took out his cell phone and dialed her cell.  It went straight to voicemail.  Maybe she went for a drive to clear her head.  He should probably go look for her he thought.  He headed out to his car…he never even noticed the letter that had slipped off the bed and fell of the floor.