I started writing 'Silver lining' but I realized that I am not good at writing angst stories at all and I was having the hardest time with thinking of something to write.
However, I thought of a different story and I hope that you enjoy it.
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I messed up and when I say I messed up, I mean I messed up big time. It's not often that I have to leave the state for business meetings. This time I had to go for 2 weeks. I used to not mind leaving but that was before Monica. Now I have been engaged to the love of my life for a year now. We are supposed to get married next month. Well if she still wants to get married after finding out what I have done during this trip.
Actually, I haven't really done anything. Lisa did. Lisa just started working with me a few weeks ago. It is my job to train her.
As I sit on this plane ride to go home, I think about how I am going to tell Monica. And I think about how I need to tell her in a way that makes her not hate me. I take a deep breath and put my head back on the seat. My flight should be landing in a half hour at the JFK airport.
Once the plane lands, I get my luggage and go outside to get a cab. I zip up my jacket to try and shield some of the cold air from hitting me. It was cold in Ohio too but here in New York, there is a fine sheet of snow on the ground. It looks fresh like it just snowed today. It's not too much though. Maybe an inch or two.
When I reach the apartment, I have mixed emotions. Part of me is so excited to be home and see my beautiful girl. But the other part of me couldn't be more scared. I have to tell her tonight. This sort of thing can't just be held off. If I am not honest with her right away and try to hide it, which would just make her angrier about the whole situation.
Luckily when I walk in the front door, she isn't there yet. I put my suitcases in our bedroom and put my stuff away. I know that if I don't and I just leave them on the floor, Monica would be mad. Still when she does get upset about little things like that, I think I am good at making her feel better.
Once everything is put away, I go to the fridge and get a cold beer. After taking the first sip of it, the front door opens and Monica comes in. Her face lights up when she sees me standing there. I love this woman.
I walk up to her and we put our arms around each other. I kiss her and put my forehead against hers. "Hey Mon. I missed you honey."
Still smiling she says, "I missed you too." She must be able to tell that I am tense because she backs up and looks at me. "Everything ok?"
Now is the time. Now is when I have to tell her. I take a deep breath. I seem to be doing that a lot since landing back in New York. "Actually, I need to talk to you." I pull out two kitchen chairs for us to sit in.
She slowly sits down across from me. "What's going on?"
I push my hair back. "Just remember that I love you more than anything in my life."
She reaches out and touches my hands. "You're freaking me out. Just tell me whatever it is you want to tell me."
"You remember the lady I told you about, Lisa? The one I am training?"
She nods.
"Well she went with us to Ohio to that business meeting. Last night, everyone had just left and I had to stay behind to do some last minute paperwork before flying back home today. She came back up to the office because she left her jacket behind. She asked if I needed help and I told her no and that she should just go back to her hotel room to get some sleep. She didn't exactly leave. She walked over to me and leaned against my desk. I told her to go but she put her hand on my back and kissed me. But don't worry Monica, I pulled away. I told her that there was no way anything could happen because I have a wonderful fiancé back home. Please don't be mad at me." Even though it wasn't something I wanted to share, I am glad to get that off my chest.
She folds her arms across her chest and leans back in her chair. "How long did you wait before you pulled away from her?"
I knew this question was coming. I know Monica well. Too well sometimes. "Monica-"
"Just answer the question." She insist.
The only thing worse than seeing Monica is upset, is being the reason that Monica is upset. I rub my hands over my face. I wish this was all a dream and that any minute I would wake up with Monica by my side. No such luck though. "I don't know. A few seconds maybe." I put my hands up in defense. "I really am sorry. I did stop it though." I just keep thinking bringing up the fact that I did stop the kiss will make things better or she will be less mad.
She stands up and leans against the kitchen counter. "How could you do this?"
I stand up as well and walk over to her. "Mon, I didn't kiss her. She kissed me and like I said before, I stopped it. I really did."
She doesn't say anything. She simply walks into our room and shuts the door.
This conversation isn't going anywhere.
I guess it's the couch for me tonight.
