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Who would of thought a fortnight staying with your husband after you told him you cheated on him and are having another man's child would be so hard. Ok, most people would, but I tried it out. Living with my kids and a man who hates my guts. And yeah, it was tough. David didn't talk to me at all, unless he was warning me not to go out, or else he would throw me out. I couldn't do anything. Now, I was 9 months pregnant, with a child who could pop out at any time, living in a 'car board box'. Fun. I felt like I was constantly working, whether it was making dinner, or cleaning or ironing. It was not easy.
I had not heard from Oliver at all. Prehaps he did call, or visit, but David wasn't letting me know, an there was nothing I could do about it. If I wanted to see my kids, this was how I had to live.
"Lilly?" David asked as he walked into to living room where I was lying on the sofa. The kids were at school so it was only us in.
"Yeah?" I looked up at him. He sat beside me, "What happened to us? How did we end up here?"
My heart stood still. This was excatly had I had asked Oliver a few months before. My mind flashed back to that moment.
"What happened to us Oliver?" I asked, "How did we end up here?"
"Lilly, I don't know," he began to cry too, "I really don't know."
I was in the exact same situation. I loved Oliver, but he cheated on me. David loved me and I cheated on him. Even though Oliver cheated, he still loved me, right? He did tell me that a few weeks before. He did, didn't he?
I closed my eyes. My head was pressed against his chest so I could hear his heart beating. It was definitely relaxing. "I love you Lilly Truscott, I love you."
Maybe even after cheating on him, I still loved David. We had been so happy together before, why the change? I didn't deserve this change.
"I don't know what happened David, I really don't know."
After a minute of silence, he took a deep breath, "Why Lilly? Why did you do it?"
A tear ran down his face, a sight I hated to see. I closed my eyes, desperately trying to find an answer and maybe stop the tears, stop the badness.
But why did I do it? Why?! I couldn't find an answer at all.
"David, I was drunk."
"That doesn't make up for anything!"
He was right. Ok I wasn't that drunk. I could have easily stopped myself from actually having sex. So then, why Lilly? Why?
"Ahh dear Lilly, look at us. Sitting drunk at a reunion party at the age of 33. We both have our own families, that have nothing to do with each other."
"Not the way we expected, ae?"
Oliver looked me in the eyes, remembering the way we did expect our futures to be. I looked into his. They were so beautiful. They were dark and full of so much mystery. He smiled at me, I smiled back and before I knew it, we were kissing.
Why hadn't I stopped then? It was if his beautiful eyes had put me in a trance.
I expected myself to stop, but the drink took over me and I just kept going. I couldn't lie and say I didn't enjoy it; I loved every minute of it. My hands moved to the back of his head. I felt his touch my neck. We kept on going until eventually he popped open the top button of my dress. Everything after that became a blur.
The worse part of everything that happened that night, was that I couldn't even remember it. Once that top button was undone, I forgot everything. I still blame the eyes...
My mind raced back to when I first saw him again, almost a year ago.
I sat at my desk, waiting. I had seen every other parent now I was almost finished. I became very impatient. Finally, the door opened. "I'm sorry I'm late Mis-," Olive Oken stood at the door, in complete shock after seeing me. He stopped talking. My heart stopped beating. Oliver Oken, my childhood best friend was standing in front of me. He had been such a big part of my life and now he was here again.
I remembered the feeling I felt when I first saw him standing there. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, and a smile couldn't help but break out on my face.
"I missed you," he whispered in my ear. I nodded before ending our hug.
"You hurt me" I quietly replied. He looked to the ceiling, not sure what to say.
"I'll send a report on Simon home with him," I said opening the door.
"Please Lilly," Oliver insisted.
"No Oliver, No."
Oliver hurt me, and I couldn't forgive him. But knowing I couldn't forgive him, hurt me more. I wanted to be part of his life, even just as a friend, truly I did.
But why Lilly? Why?
I expected myself to stop, but the drink took over me and I just kept going. I couldn't lie and say I didn't enjoy it; I loved every minute of it.
Why had I done what I had done? Because I loved him. I loved Oliver Oken.
