"Caught Him Out There, Pt 2"

Locking the door behind her she storms out with her overnight bag in her hand. Feeling frustrasted and betrayed as she walks down the street and through the snow that lies on the ground from night before. Feelings of uncertainty cross her mind as she stops to take a look back. She thinks to herself "Did I overreact? Should I have waited to confront him?" Shaking her head in disgust she continues on what feels to be like a long walk home.

When she arrived at her car it was buried in snow. Once again disgusted, she thinks to herself "A real man would have cleaned the snow off my car already." She put her keys in the ignition, turned the defrost on and begun to clean the car of snow. Since the snow was more like ice she had to wait in the car until the defrost started to work. Five minutes went by and it wasn't quite ready. Ten minutes go by and it is beginning to defrost. Twelve minutes go by and she recieves a phone call.

It was him, wondering where she had gone and if she were coming back in. When she answered "No" he replied "Oh god! What's wrong now?" And, she answered "You."
He then asked,

"What could I have possibly done? Everything was perfect. We were having a great time."
"That's true everything was perfect, until I discovered the real you."

He continued to hit her with the Blah, Blah, Blah. But, she wasn't hearing any of it. He asked, "Where are you now?"
"In my car waiting for it to defrost."
"I'll be right there." he replied. But, she couldn't have cared less.

And, like the Jackson 5, but without calling his name, when she looked over her shoulders he was right there outside in the cold pleading his case. But, all she had to say was "You're fake, phony and a fraud." He tried to get irate but she wasn't having that either. She wasn't giving in or giving up any info. He begged for her to come in the house to talk it out. She resisted until she was too tired from fighting. Plus, it was almost Five in the morning and she really didn't feel like driving... all.the.way.home.

She was already HOT, but once she got inside the house and in the heat, her blood was boiling over. She wanted to hit him with everything in site, but she didn't. She maintained her composure.

She looked at him in his eyes and said "You have the platform just be honest to me, tell me what you're hiding. I will not judge you and I won't hold it against you. I just need you to be honest with me. I need you to tell me what I already know." He looked confused. You could almost see the thoughts running through his mind like "Damn!!! What does she know? I hope it's not this and I hope it's not that." But, it was this, that, and whole lot more. As he stood there not saying a word, not opening up and not being honest she knew that this was it. There was no way that they would ever rebuild what has just been destroyed. She believed in honesty and he believed in using trust as a form of trickery. He held her honesty against her making her believe that honesty was wrong and trusting in someone who was playing you, was right.

So, I end with these few questions...

Do you tell your significant other about the men or women friends in your life or do you keep them as secret.

Where do you draw the line with friends that you talk to and text, who are not your significant other?

If you're chilling with your significant other and their phone rings, yet they only answer the phone for the same sex, does that raise a red flag?


Please comment.


-LJ