Chapter 41
Paige
I can not sleep knowing Graham is on the couch. I know he is the one I crave and want. So much so that after a night of restless tossing and turning, I sent Seth a text that I was ready to talk. There is so much we need to discuss, and as fucked up as it might be, I think our relationship has run its course.
I am so pissed at Seth acting like it is ridiculous to think he has been sleeping with Katherine, despite having a long, complicated history. His need to keep it secret tells me he has been downplaying what Katherine means to him.
I ask Chris for his key to their apartment, pack up Seth’s things in my overnight bag, and plan out what I will say repeatedly on the drive. I don’t know why, but my heart sinks when I see his truck parked behind his building.
I sit in the parking lot for a few minutes, trying to find the courage to walk in and face him. I play with my daisy necklace and take it off before tossing it with the rest of his stuff. It wasn’t until that moment that I felt slightly guilty for a few nights ago, but I wanted more with someone who wasn’t my boyfriend.
I stand at their doorstep for about a minute before putting the key into the lock. Trying to remain as quiet as possible. I don’t want to startle him as I close the door softly behind me and head toward the kitchen, noticing Forrest lying on some clothes in the middle of the floor in the hallway. I walk over, and he runs away, allowing me a better look at what looks like a man’s shirt and a bright pink bra.
Panic hits me as I freeze when I hear a moan coming from the direction of his room. It doesn’t take me long to connect the dots .
Motherfucker!
I don’t even hesitate to open the door to his bedroom. Tears immediately stream down my face, and I see the red-headed bitch clearly fucking my boyfriend in his bed. Rage begins to grow as they don’t notice my presence in the room. Lost in whatever they feel for each other. I just continue to watch before clearing my throat.
Their eyes fall on me, and I just let out an annoyed scoff.
“Does Graham know? Or is that why you left him?” I ask as Seth’s eyes meet mine, confused before he looks towards Katherine,
Katherine remains on his cock, clearly inside her. A different kind of panic and rage fills Seth’s eyes, and he pulls the blankets up over Katherine. Still not removing himself from her. Katherine is the priority here. I let out an annoyed laugh.
“You two fucking deserve each other.”
I am pissed, and I know I should have listened to my gut. I am positive they have been sleeping together for some time.
I turn to leave the room and hear Seth call my name from behind me. I drop the overnight bag with all his stuff on the kitchen counter. I don’t turn back to see what the crashing sound is, slamming his front door behind me.
Nothing but tears stream down my cheeks as I hear him screaming my name from the step in front of their apartment.
I look up long enough to see Katherine come out and wrap her arms around his waist before he throws his hands up, defeated, as a few neighbors pop their heads out.
“Fuck this,” I say, putting my car in reverse and heading anywhere that isn’t here.