EPOV
"Oh, my wife is also an amazing piano player." I smiled.
"Oh I didn't know Bella could play piano." Victoria, James' wife said.
"Oh yeah, she's amazing!" I said.
I was in Vegas for James' party. His company got acquired and he had decided to throw a huge bash. Bella was supposed to come with me, but Carlie got sick and she didn't want to leave them with her parents, so she decided to stay at home.
"Umm... Angela is going to be here. She is actually Vicky's friend. I hope you don't mind." James said to me after some time.
"Of course." I shrugged my shoulders. It's been what... nine years since our break up? Of course, I fucking didn't mind!
Angela arrived at the party some time. We met cordially and that was about it. Apparently she was going through a divorce right now.
The party was fun.
It was great to catch up with a lot of people after a long time.
We were getting drunk like crazy.
It was just like the old college days.
It was fun!
I was heavily drunk.
Everyone was wasted, just like me.
When I was going towards my room, I noticed Angela standing there near the elevator. She seemed really wasted and... lost.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I... I'm really lost. I can't even find my room." she chuckled.
"What's your room number?" I asked.
"I don't know..." she chuckled again.
"Do you have the keys?" I asked. I felt like everything was moving around me, but I guess my brain was still working because it looked like I was asking the right questions!
"It's here..." she said as she gave me the keys.
I couldn't even read the number correctly! God, I was really drunk I guess!
Wait! Was it 2011? 2911? 2611? I tried to focus, and it seemed to be 2011! Yay! Finally I was able to read it, I guess!
"Oh, it's not on this floor." I said.
"Oh!" she said, "What floor is that?"
"Twentieth." I said.
"Oh okay..." she said. She tried to enter the elevator, but she fell down.
"Oops!" she said as she laughed out loud.
"Wait! I can help you!" I said as I tried to help her get up.
I helped her enter the room and settle her on the bed.
"Life hasn't been fair to me." She said as her eyes began to fill with tears.
"Ummm... what happened?" I said.
"He was so abusive. He hit me. He..." She cried.
Oh, that's really bad!
"Ummm... I'm really sorry to know about that." I said.
"Why did it happen to me?" she said.
"Ummm... You should take some rest. You need some sleep." I said, "I'll get going. I'll switch off the lights, okay?"
"I... I saw you today... And I thought about what could have been..." she grabbed my face and kissed me.
What?
What the fuck was going on?
Did I just kiss her back?
No, I didn't?
No, I did? I thought I did kiss her back while I was trying to figure out what was going on?
I wasn't really sure?
But I needed to stop her!
"Angela... Stop!" I said as I pushed her away.
"I'm sorry..." she said as she cried harder.
"You need to get some rest, okay?" I said.
"Yes, I will try... I don't know..." she said as she cried harder.
Should I just leave?
Or should I wait till she stopped crying?
I guess I should wait? She was crying harder now!
Then I remembered she kept talking about her life and continued to cry for some time.
And... I didn't have the exact memories of what happened after that...
The next thing I remembered was, I woke up in the bed, naked!
"I'm sorry about last night." Angela said to me.
She was just wearing her... t-shirt!
"It shouldn't have happened, but... I was really feeling lonely, and I... I'm sorry!"
What?
My head was spinning!
Did I have drunken sex?
I thought I had tried to stop her?
But I wasn't actually able to stop myself?
I couldn't recall anything!
How could I do that?
How would I face Bella?
How would I face myself?
No!
No!
No!
It had been seven years, but I still got chills when I thought about it.
How the fuck could I do that?
Why the fuck would I get drunk like that?
How could I get so wasted?
Was I in college or something?
Didn't I know the stupid things I was capable of doing when I was wasted?
I was a fucking married man with two six year old daughters!
Why the fuck did I have to go to her room?
Why didn't I just leave?
Why didn't I stop?
Why the fuck did I even go to that party?
What the hell was I thinking?
Or why the hell wasn't I thinking anything!
Why?
Why?
Why?
I didn't have any answers to my questions and there was nothing I could do about it now!
I just knew one thing.
I had a feeling she was really going to leave this time with the girls.
And I had no idea what I would do without them!