Reunited

Christine strummed her fingers across the small pink book. She picked it up and settled uncomfortably on Zoey's bed. She felt bad about this. Sure she didn't like the girl and didn't trust her but should she really read her diary? It was an invasion of privacy. She would die if someone read her diary.

Regardless of her feelings of slight guilt, she opened the book to the first page. It dated all the way back to December 13. Christine started to read.

Well, I hope that this time it works out. Ryan and I really want children. Well, I want children. Ry I'm not so sure about. He seems weird about the whole thing. I think he's hiding something but I just don't get it.

Christine flipped to the next few pages.

December 25

Merry Christmas to me. Ryan's at work. Again. He promised me that we could stay home and have Christmas together. Just him and me cozy on the couch. Well guess what? He has to work again. On a holiday. I told my family that I wouldn't be home for Christmas because we wanted to be alone here. I hate being alone. It's probably the worst feeling a human can feel.

Christine kept reading, intrigued with Zoey's private thoughts that she rarely showed anyone. She almost forgot why she had decided to read it in the first place. She then came to one of the longer, more interesting entries.

January 13

Well, I know what has been wrong with Ryan. While I was deeply in love and wanting to have children with him, HE was with June. His mind was with June when I told him I loved him and he nodded in agreement instead of saying those three words that I had expected. He was with June when I was on that little trip to see my parents. I came home a day early, walked in, and there she was with him on the couch making out with June. June, my boss. A mixture of the feelings shock, disappointment, and relief struck me. I stared at them like a gaping moron until they finally stopped to breathe. He looked up at me. I thought he was going to make up some lame excuse or at least apologize. But no, he stared at me and said, "What are you doing home?"

I stared at him in shock, "I live here. Remember?" I tried to sound strong and confident like I usually am, but no, not this time. My face crumpled and I just stood there starting to cry.

"Sorry," he said, not sounding sorry at all, "You don't live here anymore. Your stuff is in the garage." I stared at the two in shock. Ryan and June stared back. I started to get mad at that point. I paid for the house too. I worked just as hard as he supposedly did.

"I-I don't understand," I stammered.

"Ryan and I are together now. You no longer live here. He's kicking you out. You no longer work for me," June explained to me slowly as if I was dense.

The rest is a blur. I got all my stuff and I'm staying with my old friend, Christy for the night. I'm going to fly back home tomorrow. This whole situation is just...I don't know. Unbelievable. I can't write anymore about this. I'm done.

Christine was in shock. That was the most unexpected thing ever. Poor Zoey, she thought. A twinge of guilt washed over her. She felt sorry for the girl, but not sorry enough to quit reading.

February 1

I was feeling kind of sick and mom who worries all the time insisted I see a doctor. Dr. Kay did some tests and it turns out, I'm pregnant. Terrific.

Christine felt like she was watching a soap opera. Zoey was pregnant and her husband just kicked her out. That explained the fainting in the dressing room.

February 9

Tomorrow I'm going to fly to Wisconsin to see Chase. I know that he'll be supportive over this whole situation. Chase... Man, I haven't seen him in so long. I miss him. It's been three years. We used to be so close but he quit calling after I married. I don't know. This is going to be weird.

Whoa. He quit calling after she married? Was this girl that stupid? The signs were all there. Chase liked her.

February 10

Chase is engaged. She walked in all nonchalant and casually introduced herself to me as Christine, Chase's fiancé. They are getting married Saturday. I can't believe it. And everyone is going to be here. I was kind of hoping that we could be alone so he could give me some advice about what to do.

Well, so far she hadn't really said anything indicating that she liked Chase. Christine started to feel relieved...until she read the next entry.

February 11

Oh, God, help me. I like Chase. I have always liked Chase. Dana pointed it out to me. I have feelings for him. I'm jealous, so jealous of Christine. I wish that it was me marrying him on Saturday not Christine. It doesn't seem fair. Why didn't I listen to him when he told me that Ryan was jerk? Why didn't I listen to his warning? Than maybe things would be different now.

Christine's mouth dropped to the ground. Just as she had suspected, Zoey did have feelings for Chase. And they were in a hotel at this very moment. Her insides filled with anger and she flung the book into the hallway. It hit the wall hard, probably making a mark. She would just leave it there for someone to find. She didn't care anymore. Christine stormed down the stairs, walked out the door, and slammed it hard behind her, not caring if she woke anyone up.

A/N: Well I have nothing much to say in this Author's Note except...REVIEW, please! I'm starting the next chapter as soon as I submit this one.