up. Honestly hon, I get the feeling it’s going to go the whole way with him. You just see if your old friend Suze isn’t dead right on this.”
“My God, what a lot of drama goes on in your head, that’s an active imagination you’ve got there…” My heart was pounding. How could she foresee things like this? “… and what about you and Sam. How far down the aisle are you?” I try to joke but my head was spinning madly with Suze’s theory and revelation…
“We’re good. I’m so happy with him, he makes me feel hot all over, all the time.”
“I know exactly what you mean.”
We arrived at the city centre and met up with the others then headed o ff to a club for the evening. I have a lively but fairly sober night out, as unfortunately I have to go to work the next day. I tell Mark about it on Friday morning. It’s very uplifting to know that Mark is actually pleased I had a good time out and I don’t have to pretend that I didn’t like I did with Jon. I was never allowed to have a good time unless I was with him and he’d had a good time as well.
TWENTY TWO
I am sitting at work alone in the office on Friday afternoon. Mr Watkins left the office at lunchtime today. I decide to be rather cheeky and leave the office a couple of hours early. I want to get to Mark’s house before he gets back from Manchester. A little welcome home surprise. I go back to my place and get some things for the weekend and then make my way over to Mark’s. I leave the car in the public car parking area so he doesn’t know I’m there and then grab my bag and make my way down the quayside. As soon as I approach the house I am disappointed to see his car is already there. Still, at least the weekend can start a few hours early.
I start up his pathway and then stop in total shock. I can see right through the kitchen window and into the hallway. And what I see is Mark and Charlotte stuck together tightly. Her red hair is unmistakable. She seems to be kissing his neck and he is holding her head. Her arms are around his back. I am frozen to the spot for a terrible staring moment. I can’t breathe. My head swims. Something sharp stabs me in the chest. I suddenly turn and run away, my heart pounding, back down the path and back towards my car.
I knew he still had feelings for her and it seems she still has feelings for him. Mark is so much nicer than Daniel and she wants him back.
My shock turns into a wild distress and a torrent of blinding tears start to fall. I am shaking like mad as I drive home in my tearful state. I don’t know how I manage to get there in one piece. I go inside and call Suze, thankfully she is home.
“Can I come over… I really need to stay.” I beg her in a choked sobbing voice
“My God, what’s happened? Of course you can stay but I’m not going to be home all weekend.”
“It’s okay, I don’t mind if you’re not home. I just need to be somewhere else right now.”
Somewhere he can’t find me.
I drive to Suze’s in another tearful shaky daze. Thankfully she doesn’t live too far away. I arrive at her door and she lets me in and gives me a tight hug. I can see she is shocked at the state I am in.
I tried to explain what I’d seen. I can hardly speak but I manage to get it all across somehow.
“ Why didn’t you go inside and confront them? Maybe there was an explanation?”
“ No, what explanation could there be! I don’t know why I ran away. I felt sick. I couldn’t face it.” I sob. All I knew was that I was a broken ruined person again. How could he love me so much and then do this?
I sent my mum a quick text to tell her I wouldn’t be round on Sunday as I was out and then switched off my phone for the weekend. I didn’t want to hear from him, whatever he had to say.
Suze went to Sam’s the next morning. She knew I was in a bad way and said she wanted to cancel and stay with me but I insisted she went out. I didn’t really want company. Not even Suze. I had her place
“My God, what a lot of drama goes on in your head, that’s an active imagination you’ve got there…” My heart was pounding. How could she foresee things like this? “… and what about you and Sam. How far down the aisle are you?” I try to joke but my head was spinning madly with Suze’s theory and revelation…
“We’re good. I’m so happy with him, he makes me feel hot all over, all the time.”
“I know exactly what you mean.”
We arrived at the city centre and met up with the others then headed o ff to a club for the evening. I have a lively but fairly sober night out, as unfortunately I have to go to work the next day. I tell Mark about it on Friday morning. It’s very uplifting to know that Mark is actually pleased I had a good time out and I don’t have to pretend that I didn’t like I did with Jon. I was never allowed to have a good time unless I was with him and he’d had a good time as well.
TWENTY TWO
I am sitting at work alone in the office on Friday afternoon. Mr Watkins left the office at lunchtime today. I decide to be rather cheeky and leave the office a couple of hours early. I want to get to Mark’s house before he gets back from Manchester. A little welcome home surprise. I go back to my place and get some things for the weekend and then make my way over to Mark’s. I leave the car in the public car parking area so he doesn’t know I’m there and then grab my bag and make my way down the quayside. As soon as I approach the house I am disappointed to see his car is already there. Still, at least the weekend can start a few hours early.
I start up his pathway and then stop in total shock. I can see right through the kitchen window and into the hallway. And what I see is Mark and Charlotte stuck together tightly. Her red hair is unmistakable. She seems to be kissing his neck and he is holding her head. Her arms are around his back. I am frozen to the spot for a terrible staring moment. I can’t breathe. My head swims. Something sharp stabs me in the chest. I suddenly turn and run away, my heart pounding, back down the path and back towards my car.
I knew he still had feelings for her and it seems she still has feelings for him. Mark is so much nicer than Daniel and she wants him back.
My shock turns into a wild distress and a torrent of blinding tears start to fall. I am shaking like mad as I drive home in my tearful state. I don’t know how I manage to get there in one piece. I go inside and call Suze, thankfully she is home.
“Can I come over… I really need to stay.” I beg her in a choked sobbing voice
“My God, what’s happened? Of course you can stay but I’m not going to be home all weekend.”
“It’s okay, I don’t mind if you’re not home. I just need to be somewhere else right now.”
Somewhere he can’t find me.
I drive to Suze’s in another tearful shaky daze. Thankfully she doesn’t live too far away. I arrive at her door and she lets me in and gives me a tight hug. I can see she is shocked at the state I am in.
I tried to explain what I’d seen. I can hardly speak but I manage to get it all across somehow.
“ Why didn’t you go inside and confront them? Maybe there was an explanation?”
“ No, what explanation could there be! I don’t know why I ran away. I felt sick. I couldn’t face it.” I sob. All I knew was that I was a broken ruined person again. How could he love me so much and then do this?
I sent my mum a quick text to tell her I wouldn’t be round on Sunday as I was out and then switched off my phone for the weekend. I didn’t want to hear from him, whatever he had to say.
Suze went to Sam’s the next morning. She knew I was in a bad way and said she wanted to cancel and stay with me but I insisted she went out. I didn’t really want company. Not even Suze. I had her place
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