One Night Forever Yours

I got home late after an exhausting day at work.my back hunt, and my stomach wouldn't stop hurting me.

I took a quick shower and managed to fix some noodles,which I ate with a cold drink.

 At least I felt relieved. 

I glanced over at my phone, and there were still no calls, messages or even voicemail from my boyfriend. which was odd because he always returns my call within a few minutes after he misses them.I'd been calling since this morning and hadn't received any call back from him.

It was his birthday today. I intended to take the day off to spend with him, but due to the schedule and how urgently my co-workers needed me,I had to be at work, and that ruined my plans

Nevertheless,I ordered a brown vanilla cake and one of his favorite Coke drinks. I would go and spend the remaining time with him.

I kept on calling, leaving messages and voicemail. One would think I had gone insane since maybe he was angry with me for not showing up on time, but that didn't matter; I will still make it up to him.

I decided I would sleep over in his house. We would stay up all night , playing games and making love to each other,if only you understood what that meant. 

I changed into one of my best outfits I had ever worn:a white leather jacket and thin high boots.

Underneath,I wore a pink leggings I bought at Walmart.

Yeah,I know I was all out and that it was a little too much, and so what?

Don't judge me. I wanted to make sure Cameron anger will met by just looking at me. It was his birthday, after all. I wouldn't mind sleeping early tonight even though I have to be at work tomorrow morning.

As I drove down to his house that night, my heart began to beat faster as if it would explode at any moment. What if there was another serious reason why he hadn't picked up my calls?

My instinct suddenly started telling me something was wrong,and all I prayed for was that nothing had happened to him. You see, Cameron is an arithmetic patient. Although it had been a year since his last attack, one can never be too sure. 

The thought of this scared me to the point I began to panic,I hoped he was okay.

The memory of two years ago came back to me when he was all alone in his house when the attack came. He tried reaching for his inhaler,but collapsed on the floor, coughing and wheezing, and was running out of breath.

Had I not stopped at his house that day to get my purse, which I had forgotten in his living room,who knows what could have happened?

I finally got to his place, pulled out of my car,and walked into the house, while holding the cake and bottle of whiskey in my hands, wanting to surprise him. Oh,I couldn't wait to see the look on his face.

Little did I know I'd be the one getting the surprise.

I gently walked to his bedroom, trying to control the clicking from my heels, until I heard funny noises coming from the bedroom. It sounded like… a woman moaning.Still holding the cake and whiskey, I tried to open the door.

To my greatest surprise,I got the biggest shock of my life.

There was careroom tightly wrapped around some woman, choking her and slamming in and out of her,butt naked.

I watched as he kept going, humping like a wild animal devouring his prey.

The woman just lay there,with her eyes closed, screaming like an idiot and squeezing the heil out of the bedsheets I got with my own money. They were so engrossed in their banging that they were oblivious to my presence.

I didn't know when the cake and bottle fell from my hand and shattered into pieces…just like my heart. But this time, they heard the sound. and it got their attention.

They turned and looked at me at once, and Cameron had a look of horror as he realized he was cut on top of the slut.

Without saying a word,I turn around and work away as fast as my legs could carry me.

Cameron chased after me with a towel loosely wrapped around him and grabbed me by my aim.

“ I can explain,” he said,making a sad puppy face.

Exactly, what do you have to explain, How you got her to your house? How you started screwing her?Or even still,How you thought she was me and you humped on? I yarmed at him, driving me crazy,so crazy that I felt like killing him.

“I'm sorry, it was a moment of weakness, she means nothing to me. you're the one I love”. 

“A moment of weakness, Cameron?How stupid do you think I am”?.

I noticed he was still holding my arm as I tried to free myself. “Let go of me,” I said.

“Please don't do this to me.I'm sorry. I promise to make it up to you.I will accept all punishment” he begged with tears on his face.

I wouldn't let him make a fool of me as I struggled to break free from him.

“Let go of me”! I kept screaming while he kept begging, refusing to let go of me.

That was a panic sign, as I got the strength I needed and gave him a dazzling slap.

Immediately,I got to my car and drove off without looking back. 

As I did, tears flowed down my cheeks 

Cameron was not just my boyfriend; we have been friends since childhood and begun dating for three months. We had so many plans together,so many dreams.

I don't know it would end this way . I didn't know he was capable of hunting me this way.

My chest tightened in agony as I drove. I realized I was not in the condition to drive when I almost hit a car.

I spotted a place to pack and pulled over. Then I cried; I wailed like an imbecile for what felt like an hour.

I picked up my phone and called my friend Pamela.

“What's up? I'm surprised you called me. 

I thought you might be with Cameron, doing the dirty deed, you know, giving him so good love.

I broke into tears immediately,

“Are you okay”? she said. 

“What happened?”

“He…he cheated on me” I said,barely hearing myself,but she managed to hear me.

“He did what?…that son of a …

Where are you? Are you home?”

“No,I'm somewhere” 

“Text me the address. I will be there in 20 minutes”.

After some minutes,she came and comforted me like the good friend she is.

Pamela and Cameron were also friends; we all attended the same high school. 

“Forget about that idiot, you know what ?

There's a nightclub that opened a few weeks ago. Let's go there together; you will forget about that idiot in no time, I promise”.

I don't feel like goi

ng to clubs but I am surely in the mood to drink, so nightclub here I come.