Be(lie)ve me I love you

Summary: Pandy's marriage with her long-term boyfriend, Kai Hiwatari is the best thing that had ever happened to her. Or, so she thought until she discovered that he was cheating on her. Forgive or Forget?

A friend dared me to write a story within one day. It had to follow the principle of a novel meaning: beginning, something wrong, development, end.

I did it as best as I can and managed to finish it in seven hours and a half. So I guess it's good enough. The thing is though, the story is kinda weird and fragmented. Oh, well, we did what we could in the time that was given to us!

Chapter 1:

Her arm over the sketchpads, she fought with the house keys in order to get in. The red door had somehow adjusted itself to her eyes and it on longer shocked her to see it, even though sometimes she need reminding that it was actually her home. It also took her several months to get used to the title Mrs. Pandora Hiwatari. But she felt her heart swell each time she pronounced it.

Pandy tucked her wild black hair behind her ear before pushing the door open.

"Kai, I'm home!"

The sudden feeling of emptiness swept her off her feet. The sight of the dark living room foreboded an intuition that something was wrong. Pandy was after all never back this earlier on a Friday afternoon, during which she would clear up all the work at the gallery. Today, however, there was no more than three clients, all who were just passing by in hope to see some Chagall, which she didn't have. She spotted a pair of shoes sprawled near the counter of their open kitchen. So, Kai was home but why didn't he answer her?

Pandy left her sketchpads on the sofa and carefully tiptoed across the room. In the silence, she could discern a muffled noise, as if someone was choking. Something inside her prevented her from calling again. She now could hear two different noises, coming from two different beings. Her heart was starting to race inside her chest. She no longer felt intuitive but doubt began forming in her mind.

She reached her trembling hand towards the bedroom door which stood opposite of the kitchen. Her breath was taken away the minute she laid her eyes on what was happening in her bedroom. Two naked forms were moving in he semi-darkness. There was no doubt that the one on top was her husband, Kai Hiwatari and under him… The scene was unbearable to see. Pandy ran away, clutching her mouth as tightly as she could. Once out of her house, she immediately jumped into her mini Austin and started the engine.

Her heart was beating so fast she thought it would burst out of her chest. Her foot firmly was pressed on the accelerator. She was no longer thinking. She tried not to. By driving as fast as she could, she hoped that what she had seen would slowly melt away. She clutched the driving wheel desperately, as if holding on to her life. All of a sudden she stopped the car. She didn't have a clue of where she was, only staring at the empty space beyond the dashboard. What had she possibly done wrong? What made him do that? Why? Why did he have to do that to her?

Pandy hiccoughed through her tears. She automatically clasped her hands over her mouth, watching herself through the rear window. How could this possibly be true? She loved him and she thought that he loved her. There was nothing wrong between them.

No, maybe she was wrong. Maybe she was just imagining it all up. It happened all the time. You could think of something and since you dreaded it so much, it finally appeared as an illusion to fool you. She was saying nonsense and she knew it. Pandy leaned on the wheel, trying to catch her breath. What would she do now? She started the car and sped off again.

Arrived at a small café, she found herself a seat and flipped out her pink Motorola Razor. In the car, she had cleaned her face up so that there was no more trace of tears. She punched in the number and waited for someone to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Kat? This is Pandy. How are you doing?" she tried to keep her voice steady.

"Fine. What about you? Thomas is coming over," she added at the other end of the line, sounding excited.

Thomas was Kat's new boyfriend. She changed one every two weeks, which sometimes made Pandy pity her. But now she was deeply envious.

"Really? That's great."

"I don't know what to wear and my flat's a mess…"

Pandy looked up and saw a stunning woman walk through the café doors. She has wavy chocolate brown hair which fell on her shoulders in rich locks and dark mysterious eyes. She was staring directly at her, who was awed by the size of her breast poking fro her deep-neck black razor black.

"I won't keep you, then. Tata," Pandy said hastily, hanging up from her best friend.

"Do you have a car?" the girl asked, leaning on her table so that she could have a frontal view of her chest.

"Yes," Pandy said, without looking up.

"Do you mind giving me a ride?"

She got up as fast as she could to rejoin the girl. They both walked out of the café together.

Pandy stopped in front of a hotel. They were hardly in the room when they started tearing down each other's clothes. The girl pushed her down on the bed and took off her bra. Pandy was confronted with the sight of the enormous breasts which were teasing her all the while in the car. The girl then lowered and pulled down her pants. Pandy leaned back and closed her eyes.

She caressed the slut's luxurious hair almost lovingly. The sheets were wet from their previous activity but Pandy had never felt so cold. The girl's head was on her chest but she could barely feel it. Her mind was elsewhere.

"Are you married?" the girl asked, fingering the ring on her wedding finger.

Pandy held it up to consider it for the first time since the incidence. But before she could answer, he mobile rang. She got out of the bed to get it. The screen showed 'Home'.

"Hey," she said.

"Pandy, where are you?" her husband's voice came through the machine.

"Nowhere special," she answered.

The slut came out of the bed and wrapped her arms over Pandy's waist. The latter was taken back by surprise but pleasure at the same time.

"You left your sketchpads."

"Oh, did I?"

She teased the girl's lips with hers.

"Pandy? Are you coming home tonight?"

"Of course," she answered, before turning to embrace the slut's ripe mouth.