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Michelle continued to stare at the closed door hoping he'd come back but he didn't. The hurt and anger in his eyes were forever burned into her brain…knowing she'd probably see them every time she closed her eyes. Finally, getting up off the floor Michelle changed back into the clothes she had on the previous night. She knew John was probably beyond worried about her where a bouts but she couldn't face him right now…she didn't know if she ever could again.

Dave was making himself a cup of coffee when he heard a soft knock on his door. Putting down the coffee pot he made his way over to open the door letting it expose a red-eyed Michelle. "Michelle…what happened?" He asked anxiously as he closed the door.

Michelle fell on to the couch and put her head in her hands…breaking down once again. "I'm a horrible person, Dave…I'm horrible." She repeated the last part.

Dave confused took a seat next to her and put his arms around her. "What happened Michelle…is it something with John?"

Michelle shook her head. "He's so good to me…I don't deserve him…"

"What the hell is wrong with you Michelle?" Dave asked once again getting impatient.

Michelle rose up and started pacing the floors. "I did something horrible, Dave."

Dave followed her with his eyes. "Spit it out Michelle."

Stopping she just stared at him. "Randy…Randy and I…we were together last night."

Dave closed his eyes. "What the hell were you thinking Michelle!"

Michelle cried as he raised his voice in anger. "I don't know Dave…god please don't be mad at me…you're all I have right now."

Dave looked up to see the pain in her eyes. "Why do you do this to yourself Michelle…after all he's done to you…"

Randy's face flashed before her. "I'm the one that hurt him this time…the pain in his eyes Dave…"

Dave sighed as he took her in his arms again. "You're not a horrible person Michelle…John loves you and I'm sure he'll understand if you tell him what happened."

Michelle pushed out of his grasp. "I can't tell him Dave…no…I can't…please Dave tell me you won't say anything either."

Dave gave her a 'look'. "Michelle you…"

"Damn it Dave…promise me you will not speak one word to John about this." She warned with her eyes.

"Fine, I won't say anything…" He whispered before making his way back to the kitchen grabbing that much needed coffee.

Michelle looked down at the ground. "Thank you Dave."

"I couldn't have said anything to him anyways if I had the chance to…you're just too important to me." Dave spoke after taking a sip of his coffee.

Michelle managed to get out a small smile. "Is there enough for two?" She asked referring to the coffee.

Dave grabbed another cup and handed it to her. "John…he must be worried about you."

Michelle nodded. "Probably…I'll call him once I've calmed down."

The two stayed quiet their sips being the only noise in the room. "Where did he go?" Dave asked.

Michelle shrugged her shoulders as she drank the last of her coffee. "I don't know…but probably somewhere where he can have nothing to do with me."

"It's for the best Michelle…it's about time you two go your separate ways."

"Yeah, I know your right…but that still doesn't make it hurt any less." She added as she put the frown back on her face.

Dave pushed her towards the bathroom. "Take a long hot bath…it'll make you feel somewhat better."

"Somewhat…gee thanks." Michelle spoke sarcastically.

Dave chuckled. "Just go."

When the door shut he sighed to himself. What else can happen to this woman that hasn't already happened?

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