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She stares at me with her nose scrunched in disgust, like I’m some kind of bug. It’s then I realize I’m completely naked and so is Chris, standing there next to the bed in all his glory.
“Turn around, don’t look at her naked,” he barks out, but the woman just stands there staring at me. If anyone should get dressed, it’s him.
“Megan, bathroom. Now,” he says, noticing the woman in the doorway isn’t moving. “Megan!” he snaps again, sending me into motion and scrambling for the bathroom. I see Chris sliding on a pair of boxers as I slam the bathroom door, and I’m somewhat relieved.
Dressing quickly, I’m thankful that my clothes are in here as I listen to the yelling on the other side of the door.
“What are you doing here, and how the fuck did you even get in, Delilah?”
“I’m sorry Chris, I shouldn’t have responded like that, I know we aren’t exclusive.”
The word ‘exclusive’ makes my stomach clench.
“You didn’t answer my question.” Chris’s words are sharp and angry. I’ve never heard him talk like this.
“Well, I just thought, you know, we could never be together before because you traveled so much, and now, well, you’re here, I’m here.”
“Go down to the kitchen and wait for me,” I hear Chris say, making a lump form in my throat. Why isn’t he kicking her out? Are they still in some kind of relationship?
It makes me wonder if how he acts with me during sex is how he acts with every woman. I’m new to this. Maybe he’s just always this intense. Maybe he likes talking dirty, and I’m just one in a long line of many.
I jump when I see the door handle wiggle. “Megan, unlock the door.”
I wipe the tears from my eyes, not sure what to say. I don’t want him to know I’m crying.
“I’ll be out in a minute. I’m just going to jump in the shower…” I pause for a second to steady my voice so it won’t crack. “Why don’t you go take care of your—” I stop because I don’t know what to call her.
“All right, baby. Don’t leave this room, you hear me?” His voice is stern and not to be questioned.
“Okay,” is all I can manage, thankful the one word is all I need. A minute later I hear his footsteps leave the room. Releasing a breath I didn’t realize I was holding, I seize the opportunity. Slipping from the bathroom, I peek out the window that overlooks the front yard.
Shit. We’re in the middle of nowhere. No way could I walk. I see Chris’s pants on the floor so I go over and pull out his keys.
Now I just have to get out of here without being noticed. As I sneak down the stairs, I pause when I hear the woman say, “We were going to get married. You said you wanted babies, and I’m ready for that.”
It takes everything in me to hold back the sob that wants to escape. I feel like I’m about to vomit. I can’t listen to any more of this. I sneak around to the garage, and it’s then I see how the woman got inside. Chris had left the garage door open. Sliding into his SUV, I text my mom.
Megan: Pick me up at the school
Mom: Be there in ten
I start the car and pull out of the driveway. I have to beat my mom to the school. I don’t want her to see me driving Chris’s car.
When I get there, I pull the car into the backlot, dropping the keys into the side panel of the door. Pulling my phone from my purse, I see a ton of missed calls and texts from Chris. Without reading them I type out a message as I head to the front of the school to wait for my mom.
Megan: Sorry I took your car but I left it at the school in the staff parking lot. Keys are in the side door. I need time to think. Please give it to me.
When my mom pulls up to the curb, I jump into her car. My distress is clearly showing.
“Baby?” she whispers, and the floodgates open. Tears stream down my face, and I no longer try to fight what I’m feeling.
“Home, Mom, please,” I beg, looking out the window. I know if I look at her, I’ll just cry harder.
“Megan, you have to tell me if someone hurt you. You’re scaring me. I’ve never seen you like this,” she pleads with me.
Looking over at her I reassure her. “Just my heart, Mom.”
Her eyes soften at my words. “Ice cream and shopping it is.”
We pull away from the school, and a silent breath leaves my lungs, thankful that Chris didn’t make it there before we left.
“I don’t think I’m up for it.” I stare out the window, wiping tears from my eyes.
