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Its morning and I have already managed to sneak out of Alex's bed unnoticed. The lack of clocks around the apartment makes it almost impossible to tell what the time is, though the lack of light outside suggests that it's early morning.
Staring back at me is my haunted reflection in the mirror. Panic flashes across my face as I wonder if Charlie saw me like this, I look terrible. Black bags surround my eyes and my skin is a ghostly pale. I splash my face with water, but that does nothing but dampen my hair. Its useless. Anyway, nobody will be up at this time so I decide to just brave it and go down stairs looking a state.
Each step creaks as I walk downwards, making me turn around to make sure Alex is still asleep. His loud snores assure me I have at least an hour.
Squinting into the dark hallway, I push my arms out in front of me and open the kitchen door, where the light is still on, but my confusion is soon stopped when I see Charlie sitting behind the breakfast bar in his dressing gown.
His Boyish smile lets me know he has been expecting me since I got up. He already has a cup of coffee waiting for me next to him, so I slide over in silence and take a few sips from the steaming hot mug.
"Charlie," Charlie says, holding out his hand for me to shake "I don't think we got off on the right foot, lets do it again."
Holding back the tears from the gesture, I take his hand and introduce myself "Cyndi."
Not letting go of my hand, Charlie pulls me into his chest and closes the gap between our lips in a soft, warm kiss. It feels good and I know that I don't want it too end… but what I want and what I need are two completely different things. And what I need is anything but this. Anything other than cheating and lying and… Charlie.
So I pull away, running from Charlie without looking back. I can feel his gaze boring into the back of my skull but I can't bring myself to look back with tears already streaming down my face.
Pulling open the kitchen door, I am stopped dead in my tracks, Alex staring crest fallen back at my face.
"How?" Alex's voice cracks as his tears match mine "How could you do this?"
And, honestly, I don't know. How could I do this?
