"Cheney, I'm your friend. And we both trust each other with our lives. You're my bunk-mate, my best-friend. I know those are your fucking condoms, now call your fucking wife and admit it."
He shook his head and threw his cover at me, then sat on his rack. "Alright, calm down and hear me out, okay?"
My fists clenched, I relaxed a bit against the cold metal on my back as he ran his hands through his blonde hair and sighed.
"I didn't cheat Edward, If I tell her she wont believe me. She'll take Blaire and walk."
I threw his fucking cover back at him and screamed, "What the fuck Cheney!?"
"Edward, It's fucked up I know. I got the condoms and I drove around town. I thought of going to the bar and maybe picking up a chick to show Ange that I didn't need her, that I could replace her in a second. It was fucked up. I was being a stupid asshole, but I didn't do it. And I just left them in your car..."
"If you don't fucking say something Cheney, I'm going to tell Bella."
He stood and paced, "Edward, fuck man. Ill tell her just give me time okay. I never ratted you out when you let Tanya fuck you at port last year."
Balling my fists, I controlled the urge to attack the man I called my best-friend. "It was one fucking time Cheney and like you said I was shit-faced drunk and that didn't affect your marriage at all!"
And then, he sat and cried in his hands. "Cullen, Edward. Please, Ill talk to Ange about it I will but I just cant lose my family over this. I know you and Bella will be okay. She loves you man, she'll forgive you for keeping this for me. She will..."
God fucking, fuck.
Not knowing what to do, I walked out of the room and slammed the door.
On the smoke deck, I bummed a cigarette off a deck seaman and stared out into the dark oblivion that was the sea surrounding us.
Images of Bella and Ej filled my head, and I wanted to weep.
I missed my girl and I missed my boy, and I hoped we'd survive this.