Fuck, and they’re recording with their cell phones. This will be all over social media and news outlets within the hour. My grandfather might even make an appearance in Florida after this fuckup. Damn, this woman makes me do stupid shit.
“He needs an ambulance.”
“Your lover will be fine,” I say, hauling her ass to my car.
“Our relationship is purely professional!”
“You’re a fucking liar.”
“He’s just a colleague. We were talking, that’s all.”
“Why were you walking so close to him? There’s something more going on. I’m not fucking stupid!”
“Obviously you are! Why won’t you listen to me?”
I open the door and shove her inside.
“What about my car?”
“It’ll be picked up later,” I say before slamming the door.
“Your little stunt is probably going to get me fired!” she says as I zoom out of the parking lot.
“I don’t give a fuck!” I shout.
“Of course you don’t, you selfish prick!” she screams.
“I’m selfish? That’s a joke coming from you.”
“How long are you going to hold what I did over my head?”
“Until the day I die.”
“I was a teenager. But that’s still no excuse for cheating—”
“You’re right. It isn’t.”
“It was a mistake and I’ve apologized for it!”
“Does that mean you should be freely forgiven?”
“For God’s sake, it happened eight years ago!” She throws her arms up.
“Yeah, well, you know the old adage. Once a cheater, always a cheater.”
“That’s not fair. I’m sorry for how everything went down. It wasn’t supposed to happen that way.”
“Well, it did.”
“You’re not innocent in all this. I didn’t force you to fuck me.”
“You tempted me. I told you to stay away, but you wouldn’t listen. I’m not a fucking saint. How long did you expect me to resist your invitation? You might as well have had ‘fuck me’ tattooed on your forehead.”
“If you believe I’m a cheater, then let me go. We’re toxic to each other.” Her voice wavers. “I can’t take this shit anymore.”
“I can’t let you go!” I punch the steering wheel.
I’m going to make it so there’s no mistaking whom she belongs to.
