I am awakened by the sound of small giggles and the stumbling around in the living room. “Ah geeze, it must be Monica, my roommate bringing home yet another hot date of hers!” Sigh. I guess some people are just lucky or stupid. I hear her bedroom door shut, and more sounds of laughter, that quickly fade into the sounds of obvious love making. I do not want to hear this right now, so I cover my ears and try to fall asleep once more.
The suns light shining through my windows and the sounds of birds chirping awaken me. I look over and its half past eleven. I do not want to move, for the bed has found some sort of comfort to my withering soul but my stomach is yearning for some food. Ugh! Flipping the covers off of me, I wrestle my feet to the floor. If I must, I guess breakfast will be on the making.
The smell of crisp brown bacon now lingers in the air. Bacon has become one of my favorites for a while now. Sucking down the last of the orange juice I am startled by the sound of Monica’s bedroom door opening, and in appears no other than the guy with the boyish face. What the hell? Was I not enough?
One look at me and his boyish face quickly fades away, following him is Monica with her dark coal black hair all a mess. His t-shirt adorns her physically fit vibrant body. I am so taken back by all this that I stand up and push my chair in forcefully. One quick hush with his finger placed over his lips and I walk back into my bedroom. I can not believe this. No wonder why he didn’t call.
I hear the sound of his voice and more annoying laughter coming from the kitchen. As I stand their peeking through my half cracked door, I see the both of them with Monica sitting on his lap on the kitchen chair. I can not believe what is happening right now. I never saw Monica at the party out in the woods where him and I found ourselves earlier in the night.
I slam my shaky body back onto my bed disgusted with the whole situation. Shall I just wait here until he leaves? Should I dare tell Monica what we did? No, I must not! Let her find out the hard way just how he is! Typical, just typical, men!
I must have fallen back to sleep, when I heard the sound of a car driving away which awoke me. Peeking through my curtains I see the both of them together driving down our long driveway and disappearing past the tall surrounding trees. I sit at the edge of my bed, alone once more.
I grab some clean fresh clothes and head into the shower. Grabbing the soap I wash the scent of him away! Scrubbing forcefully with tears streaming down my face, I grab onto the shower walls and embrace them. Oh what I wouldn’t give to erase the night! Oh what I wouldn’t give to erase me! Such a hollow feeling of who I am only brings on more hatred for what I have become.
Another secret left to hold inside my mind. Another friend that I must not betray! Perhaps for her too it is just another fling! Perhaps we both will never see him again after this day! My thoughts continue to race, there is no stopping them.
Evening sets in as I flip the channels on the tv remote. I can not recall watching a single thing. I began to laugh at myself for taking this situation too seriously. It is nothing, perhaps this happens all the time! My laughter quickly ends as I hear the sound of a car pulling up in the driveway. One look out through the window and I see the both of them again in Monica’s car.
I fade away into my bedroom once more, closing the door behind me.
To be continued…
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