Secrets, we keep them to protect those we love. Sometimes they're just down right embarrassing moments. They can be harmless or even more painful than a shot to the heart. I wish I had a harmless secret. Where I could tell my friends and it might hurt at first but we'd laugh it off, eventually.

We sat in the bed.

Our minds coming to grip at reality of our actions. The moonlight lit the room, it was perfect so we didn't need to look at each other. At each others faces, bodies, and shame. The humiliation we put are common friends through. He put on his clothes, not a word was spoken to me. I don't blame him. I just kept my eyes on the floor.

How did it come to this? How did we fall to such a low and vial act, again and again?

The first time was somehow fulfilling. It had that spark of passion, you know, the forbidden fruit. But then it began to wear off. It just seemed like something to pass the time. So why did we keep going? Honestly, I don't think we could ever answer that.

I tucked my sex-messed hair behind my ears, my back exposed to the air. My legs wrapped in the sheets that needed washing. Was it me or did it seem like this room became unbreathable. "Should we..." I began to say.

He paused as he was buttoning his pants when I spoke. Nothing fell from his lips. Just silence. After he got dressed, he attempted to look at me. Instead, he just left. Walked out the door. I could hear the front door slam shut.

Great. Just what I need; to be alone with my shame

I got a call an hour later. Before then I threw the bed sheets into the washer but then that didn't feel like it was enough. So I got them out, soaking wet, and tossed them in a trash bag. It was okay, I never liked that color; Unfaithfulness Red. Then after letting the shower wash away my guilt; well it tried to at least. I got out and heard the phone ring. "Hello?", I tried to sound happy, like my old self. Like 'Good O' Michiru'.

"Hey babe, I'll be home sooner than expected."

That voice stopped my heart, "that's wonderful. I'm so happy, I wish I could've seen the race." I said.

She laughed, it sounded beautiful. Why is that when people commit these things, you forget how amazing your life is? "-I left those guys in the dust." She paused, "I can't wait to hold you."

I managed a chuckle, "talking like doesn't suit you."

"That's why I wait till we're alone." I could hear voices in the background. "Damn. I'll see you soon, have to get off the phone."

I sighed, "alright."

I was about to hang up when she said, "I love you Michelle."

I froze. This should be easy. Just say it. I opened my mouth but it was like needles stabbing my throat. "I love you too." I heard her laugh.

We said our goodbyes. I sat the phone down.

I sat at the table.

I stared at the damning white stick in front of me.

"What have I done?"