This comes a little bit late, but there was so much
going on. But here it is..
So we
were working together, but my sift ended before David’s. We had plans; we were supposed
to go get something to eat and then go home and spent some time together. So I
went home to get ready, you know how women are…
I waited
and I waited, but no sight of David or even a response to the text. I sent him another
one, still nothing… I was getting really
getting angry, and I think in this point I had every right to be.
It’s coming
late and no David, I started to take my fancy clothes off and changing them to
something more comfortable. There was coming
some romantic movie so I watched that a little bit but that made me more and
more angry! How he could do this to me again? Didn’t he ever think how he made
me feel ?
So I put on some nice clothes
and put my makeup on and everything, and just when I was ready David sent me a
text that somebody of our working building invite him to their own
pre-Christmas party, and that he is going to take one class of wine and then he
would come home.
I was
little bit disappointed, but maybe it was ok… He would come home maybe in an
hour. So I waited. Few hours later I was getting mad and I sent David a text
just to know where he was and when he was going to come home.
He didn’t
answer...
Still no answer... So I thought
that I call him and let him know that we really have to talk when he comes
home. So I called, and waited but he
didn’t answer. After few minutes I got a text, it was David guess what he said.
“We are going to drink just one to sport pub.” Nothing else, what was going through
his mind? I was so mad that tears started to fall on my cheek… If he saw that I had called, why he just didn’t
call back?
I just dropped
the phone to the couch, and stared to the darkness… I was so mad… Again after
an hour he told me that he is coming home, but at that point I really didn’t
care. I went to bed, closed the door and just sat there. He did come home when
the clock was almost four am. He walked to the room and oh the smell that came
out of him… It was terrible! He came to me and was like nothing had happened,
he was all like “hi my love, how was your day..” and at the same time tried to
kiss me.
That was the
last thing! It was it, I said to him that he had a very big class of wine… He
was like “well there was everything, and I just could not leave…” I was so angry that I just turned around and
went to bed. He mumbled something and after few minutes he came to bed. He tried to put his arms around me but I didn’t
want him to touch me at all at that point. It was like just a few second and he
started to snore.
I didn’t
sleep at all, and when I had to leave to work I were so angry that I felt that
my head is going to explode. I really didn’t want to speak to anybody at that
point and I felt that everybody that even looked at me was some kind of devil
that was laughing at me and saying that this was my fault.
When I finally
was able to speak to somebody I really made a mistake. I talked to my old
school time friend that I haven’t seen on many years, but who is now working
here. I didn’t even get a change to say anything when she was all like “oh you
should have seen David last night, he was so drunk, and we went together to get
some drinks after he had left from the sport bar.”
I couldn’t
say anything, I was so surprised and angry that I just stood there and stared
at her. She was telling all the “funny” things that they did with David… OH, I
was so angry!
When I did
get home I thought that I maybe have to do something to calm myself down before
I say anything to David.
When I saw
David I couldn’t be quiet anymore, I had to say something.
“ So you
had fun last night with Emily ..” He looked at me like hi didn’t have a clue
what I was talking about. He just stood there and after a moment he just said that
“yeah, we had a good time…” I could not believe
my ears, when did the pre-Christmas party go to that? That there was just Emily
and David…
The whole
day I didn’t say anything to him, nothing at all. And when the darkness came, I
went to bed. I just laid there and slowly the tears came again… I thought that David were going to shower and I
could wipe my tears before he came to bed, and I did. But I couldn’t stop. The
same time that David sat on the bed the tears came back. After a while he noticed
that I was crying and then it he realized that I really wasn’t ok with
everything. He hugged me and told me that he was sorry and “next time I will
answer to my phone..” That wasn’t really the thing that I wanted to hear but at
that time I was so tired that I didn’t care.
After that I fell asleep..