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When I heard the woman moan, my stomach plummeted. I backed up, stepping on something in the process. My unblinking eyes dropped from the door, finding my feet surrounded by clothes that had obviously been thrown askew. A sleazy red bra and matching lacy thong that were definitely not mine, along with the suit I saw Tom wearing this morning before he supposedly left for work.What the fuck?I mentally repeated.
“Oh, Tom! Right there!” the woman cried out.
I know that voice!
The knife of betrayal sunk a little deeper into my back. I was almost certain it was my friend Tina’s voice. We’d been friends for five years, ever since we were dorm-mates sophomore year. Sure, she was a bit of a wild card and objectified men like they existed for her enjoyment alone, but I'd always liked that about her. She was fun and had always been a good friend to me. In the beginning of our friendship, she'd patiently coaxed me out of my shell, helped me adjust to a normal way of life, which in turn had prepared me for Tom. Hell, she'd encouraged me to date him!
I never would have thought she’d…We'd just had lunch yesterday. The entire time I'd vented about mine and Tom’s problems and the bitch had just sat there pretending to be my friend while giving me advice.
I took another step back, trying to mentally remove myself from what was happening. I needed a moment to process everything. My emotions were threatening to take over and letting that happen was never wise.
My father’s voice echoed in my head, warning me not to chase the rabbit. Stay in control.
I took a deep breath to collect myself. Once I had most of my pressing emotions locked up, I tried to think of how I was going to handle this.
Should I barge in there and watch them flounder at being caught? Should I go downstairs and wait for them to finish? Or should I go to class and pretend I didn’t see anything? Pretending seemed like the easiest and most appealing option, but what did that say about me? Could I really look the other way? I’d never been the type to allow others to walk all over me, so why was I okay with it now?
Damnit! I don’t know!
The water in the bathroom shut off, interrupting my internal debate.My eyes darted around the room, catching on the door to my walk-in closet. It was the closest place I could get to as the bathroom door started to open. I dashed into the tiny room, regretting it instantly.The closet, really, Maura?
I left the door cracked, giving the windowless room a little light. Apparently I was a glutton for pain, because I couldn’t stop myself from peeking out as Tom and most definitely Tina stepped out of the bathroom.You don’t want to see this,I told myself,but I couldn’t look away.
They were both naked, dripping wet from their shower. I watched my boyfriend carry my friend with her legs wrapped around his waist. Their lips were glued to each other while their tongues played tonsil hockey. One of his hands slid between them, making her squirm in his arms.
Unable to remove my gaze, I couldn’t help but compare what they were doing with what he did with me. The way he touched her, his fingers between her legs. I knew how those fingers felt, soft but firm as he stroked my sensitive flesh.
I think I’m going to be sick.
He threw her on the bed, amping up their foreplay to rough passion, then climbed over her and thrust little Tom between her legs. I covered my ears as she gave a gag-worthy performance by screaming out his name before they started going at it like rabbits.
The sounds made me feel like I was trapped in a bad porno. His grunting, her moans, andmybed shaking was worse than listening to someone scratch a chalkboard. I stepped away from the door in a futile attempt to put space between us.
Less than five minutes later—I assumed, because I knew from experience he couldn’t hold out very long—the noises subsided. I peeked out again to find them cuddling under the bed’s sheet.
“When will Maura be home?” she asked.
Tom leaned over to read the clock on my nightstand. “Not for another four hours. Her afternoon class is about to start.”
Fuck!I forgot!This day was getting shittier and shittier.
“Good. I get to have you for a little while longer,” she purred as she leaned in to kiss him affectionately. “Have you thought over what we last discussed?”
He sighed. “I need more time.”
His response was apparently the wrong one. Tina jerked away from him, sitting up abruptly, causing the sheet hiding her breasts to fall.Fake breasts!At least mine were real; not as big, but they were nothing to sneeze at.
“I don’t see how hard it is to just leave her, Tom! You can’t stand her. The thought of having sex with her is a turn off because she’s been milking the victim card. Which, I honestly think she’s lying to get attention. If she was really raped, shouldn’t she be over it by now? It’s been seven years. Like, get the fuck over it already.”
My breath hitched, my lungs constricting.He told her?
“Listen, Tom. Maura isn’t what you signed up for. She’s a frigid bitch with some serious mental issues, and if sheiseven telling the truth, that pussy is damaged goods. You need to end it.”
My spine went ramrod straight. For years, I’d been working to close the wounds that horrible night had left behind. It hadn't been easy. Most of the time it had felt like a never ending uphill battle. I was still healing. I still had cracks where the gaping wounds used to be. Hearing her cruel words… it was like her boney fingers slipped through my cracks, ripping me open to expose all my pain and insecurities.
I trusted them!I knew there were bad people in this world. God, did I know. But there weren’t supposed to be any in this new life I'd made for myself. Everything was supposed to benormal!
Was the universe trying to tell me that I was doomed to only know bad people? My assumptions and expectations about this life were just blown to smithereens by two people I thought cared about me.Yeah, I think the universe just made my fate perfectly fucking clear.
