When I'm with you

Chapter 13

"Like I told you I went somewhere. Why--"

"You're just going in circles! Just tell me where were you yesterday!" I yelled, I couldn't control my anger anymore. "Are you with another girl?"

That question seemed to hit him hard. He froze a little but got back his posture.

"Where the hell did you get that?! I was with no one, and not with any other girl. I can't believe you're saying stupid things! Don't you trust me?"

"Then what's this?" I showed him the photo that Lara sent me. I didn't think he could escape from this. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped when he saw it.

"What--- Where did you get this?" He asked, his voice trembled.

"It doesn't matter where I got this. So would you mind explaining it to me?" I crossed my arms and raised my right eyebrow.

He didn't answer right away, he just stared at me like he was thinking about what to say. Then he finally talked.

"She's just a friend."

"Sure she is, that's why your faces are like 1mm away and you look like... you look like you're about to kiss!" I scowled, and his answer just pissed me even more.

"I told you she's my friend. She's nothing special. We're just really close."

"Yeah, right! So if ever you saw me with Gab or Chad with our faces THIS close, it would be okay if I told you 'Hey we're close friends so it's natural'! Is that right?"

Somehow I felt like our conversation wouldn't lead us to anything. Why couldn't he just answer me directly?

Then his expression changed for worse. His eyes narrowed. He was glaring at me.

"Fine, you want an answer right? Yes, it's true. I was with her yesterday. Are you satisfied now?" Paul angrily said to me.

"So are you going out with her?"

The question seemed to shock Paul, because he froze and he was starting to sweat. I didn't really want to hear his answer, but I tried to be brave and waited for him to speak. I had started this in the first place, and now I was about to learn the awful truth.

"Y-yes," he answered. He wasn't looking at me, but on the ground. It must've been true since he couldn't face me. "I met her in a club, the day before your competition, when we fought. She flirted with me, so did I. Somehow she made me feel special, and I thought you already forgot me because of your sport. So then I decided to go out with her."

I sat there frozen, musing on what he said. Did he just blame me?

"So are you saying it was my fault? I may have been busy and am aware that I didn't have as much time for you as before, but at least I'm loyal and I still am. Are you seriously making it look like I'm the one at fault? You're the one who cheated, Paul. So don't put the blame on me. I even lied to my teammates to skip practice just to be with YOU! Are you SERIOUS?" I snapped, I felt like my anger towards him had reached its limit.

"Then if it's just like that, go on, be with that girl!"

I stomped my foot and ran to my car.  He didn't follow me. I drove like a maniac and quickly got back home. I didn't even care about the people cursing at me for driving so fast. I stormed in my room and threw myself into the bed and started sobbing. Was that true? Did we just break up?

I felt like the world had fallen into me. Tears kept falling from my eyes. This was just too much, too sudden.

I had always done my best to work out our relationship and this was what I got in return. He took all of my efforts for granted. He cheated on me and he was putting the blame on me.