Misconceptions
Description
"You don't understand. It was all a misconception of love..."
Foreword
I could feel our bare chests pressed up against each other, moving up and down at the same time with coincidental synchronization. My breath wouldn’t slow down not because of what had just happened, but because of fear. There was only fear in me because I know what I’ve done is wrong. What we have done is wrong. The guilt is overwhelming and I can’t just sit here and pretend like betrayal isn’t in the equation. Cheating can be the only answer for the problem we’ve just made.
The only way to escape what I’m feeling is confession to the one person who could get hurt by this. I was just so angry at my, well whatever he is to me, that I came here and let myself get out of control. It was a huge mistake and I had to leave because my heart doesn’t lie with this man in bed with me. It never has and I know it won’t even if I try to reflect the feelings he’s had for me. I stood to my feet and gathered my clothes getting dressed as quick as possible.
“Where are you going,” he said climbing out of bed.
“I need to go home. This is wrong, all of this is so damn wrong.”
“You don’t think I know that? But I’m making a sacrifice for you because I don’t want you to end up with that dirt bag you’re nearly dating.”
“I love him,” I said defensively at the rude statement.
"You’re going to ruin everything we’ve had with him!"
"What have we had?! I’ve never loved you! I have never said that I wanted to be with you from the moment we met! Why is everyone trying to blame me for their change of hearts?!"
“Then what the just happened,” he screamed.
“It was a mistake! I’m sorry but we can’t be together!”
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