Someone like you 47

After tucking the boys in for the night Sam walked in the bathroom, closing the door behind her, she started some bath water and sat down on the stool on the opposite side of the bathroom as she thought about what Courtney had said to her, as the water filled in the tub she reached up and undid her dress, she pulled it down off of her and removing her necklace she stepped into the tub of scented water.

Jason walked into the kitchen and couldn't shake that something was wrong with Sam, something had happened between the time she had gone to the restroom and had come to the table, when pressed, she said that nothing had, but she had been distant the whole entire meal, speaking to the boys only, and acknowledging him only when she was spoken to Before he went upstairs for the evening, he made sure everything was locked downstairs, then turning he made his way up to his room just as she emerged from the bathroom, unable to fully enjoy her bath, she had gotten out, she just wanted to go to bed, and not deal with what very well could be a lie, from him in an attempt to cover up a mistake that had been made. She remembered that day she had seen him at the festival, he was allover Courtney. Making her way across the bedroom floor the tension that was between the two of them was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Not making eye contact, she opened her drawer and pulled out some underwear and a clean nightgown as he watched her, not understanding what the hell was going on.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong with you or am I going to need to pry it out of you?"

"There's nothing wrong."

"You're lying to me."

"No, I'm not."

"That's BS Sam, what the hell happened and how come you won't talk to me."

"There is nothing to talk about," she said as the tear fell down her cheek she absentmindedly wiped it away with her hand, he saw her, and walking over to her he stood in front of her, as he put his hand out to lift her chin she turned away.

"I'm sorry for what ever I did to make you upset."

"Are you or is that just another lie Jason?"

"What the hell does that mean?"

"I didn't stutter," She said as she walked passed him making her way into the bathroom to get dressed, he reached out and took hold of her arm as she looked ahead not turning his way,

"Look at me and tell me what happened now."

"You slept with Courtney didn't you," she asked looking at him her brown eyes full of hurt as he stood there not saying anything to her, "I guess that's my answer, you won't even tell me the truth. My father was right; you never wanted to have anything to do with me, you must have felt guilty for getting me pregnant, you were probably thankful that I lost the baby, that way you didn't need to be saddled with the results of a one night stand. Maybe my father did us both a favor," she said grabbing a blanket off the bed and her pillow in her hand as she cried.

"How could you say that," he asked shaking his head and stepping close to her "I loved that baby we both did," he yelled at her, and then looking away from her he couldn't hide the truth any longer.

"I slept with her and it was all your fault for playing your damn head games with me," He yelled at her.

"You're right it was, but when I asked you if it was true and you just looked at me and told me it wasn't, straight faced, straight up, you made me believe you, you made me trust you, and you made me fall so far in love with you I couldn't see straight."

"Can't you see that I have loved you all this time, I have never stopped and I never will?"

"I don't believe you." She looked at him then walking past him as he shut his eyes a tear fell from them down his cheek; she grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt, then grabbing her boots she slipped them on, "I will come back for Justin in the morning."

"Where are you going?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Like hell it doesn't, you are my wife."

"No I'm not, not anymore."

"We're over so why don't you deal with it?"

"You can't be serious."

"Oh but I am, and maybe next time when you are asked about something, you will be inclined to tell the truth instead of lying. After tomorrow, the only place you will be seeing me is in divorce court."

"I will never give you one."

"You wouldn't even go there." She turned and looked at him, with a mixture of hurt and anger in her eyes.

"Yes I would, I love you too damn much, to lose you again."

"Well now that is something you should have thought about before you slept with that blond bimbo."