You're Mistaken

"Pastor Gene, I don't need that warning. With all due respect, sir, you're terribly mistaken! Someone needs to tell him to stay away from me, not for me to avoid him!"

Almost tossing my chair, I storm out. Once I get in my car, I call Blake. He answers, "Hey, Jade."

"Hey...Blake, has Pastor Gene talked to you about Tristan and me?"

"Briefly, why?"

"What did you tell him?"

"He asked me what kind of guy he was and to tell him what I knew of your relationship."

"Tristan and I never established a relationship, so what did you say about me?"

"I said I didn't know if you were still with him, but last time I talked to you, you were."

"Blake, when were he and I ever in a relationship? You know full well I had been with Shane!"

"Well, Shane said you left him for Tristan."

People are idiots! I begin wailing from anger and hang up the phone on Blake. I'm so upset I was unaware my nose was bleeding. By the time I get home, I look like a vision from my nightmares. Blood has run down my mouth, down