I placed my hand on the front door to the house to open the door, only to find it open. 'Logan is so absentminded...' I thought to myself. I set my pocketbook down on the table and shuffled through the mail that Logan must've brought in.
I took off my jacket and draped it over the couch.
"What I need now is a nice, hot, shower..." I mumbled out loud.
I walked down the hallway to my bedroom. I heard a grunt and I stopped. I turned and looked behind me, but saw nothing. I placed my hand on the door and I heard the moans of a woman. I hesistated to open the door, my anger and cluelessness making my heart race. I burst open the door to find Lilith Nox on top of Logan. They were having sex in my bed. In my bed. I screamed at the top of my lungs and started pulling my hair from my head.
"What are you doing! How could you! I trusted you!" I screamed in anger.
I then whirled around and I ran as fast I could down the hallway. I grabbed my pocketbook and ran out the door. I was out of breath from sobbing and running. I ripped open the car door and slammed myself inside. I started the ignition and backed out of the driveway. I stopped at the end, staring hard at the house where I had once been in love. The house where I had a trusting husband. The house I bought with the man I loved.
I placed my forehead on the steering wheel and began to sob. I sobbed at the thought of Lilith, I sobbed at the thought of Logan, I sobbed at my stupidity for not going with my heart and loving Joseph.
I backed out of the driveway, heading back towards Addison's grocery. They have a payphone there, I could call Joseph. Then I remember I had only given him my number and I hadn't recieved his in return. I began heading towards the interstate, out of Boston. Maybe for good. I pulled to the side of the road and glanced back towards home. Why should I have to leave my home because of Logan's cheating ways? So, that was the reason for my 'special breakfast' and my 'special surprise.' Just an act, to get me out of the home to be with Lilith.
I jerked the car around and started traveling back towards my home. My home, not our home. It's going to be mine. I pulled back into the driveway, kicking up gravel as I did. I jumped out of the car angrily and stormed towards the house. As I got in, Lilith was fumbling with the buttons on her shirt.
"Where's Logan!" I demanded.
She pointed towards the bedroom, with such a grin. I stormed past her and into the bedroom. I found Logan gathering his clothes off of the floor.
"You might as well take those clothes to go, Logan. I don't want you back here ever. I don't want any explanations, there is no need for one. I know what I saw, and I know about your little rendesvous with her," I said firmly.
I wasn't even upset anymore, I was just angry. Infuriated, actually. I tapped my foot, waiting for him to say something, anything.
He opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again.
"What? What have you got to say? Spit it out!" I shouted.
"I'm sorry for causing you pain, Heather, but I guess you and are just aren't compatible," he said and paused, "I wish you the best of luck, because I know I will be with Lilith"
He knew that was a big mistake. As soon as he said it, he grabbed his bag and bolted towards the door. I heard Lilith giggle, that annoying high pitched giggle, and the door slammed. I collapsed onto the floor in a ball of misery. I rocked myself back and forth for quite some time. It seemed as hours had passed, but in reality it was about ten minutes.
I collected my thoughts and stood up, dusting the lint off of my dress. I walked out to the empty living room. I fell face first into the couch. My eyes were weak and tired from crying. I quickly fell asleep into a slumber of sadness.
