Melwood

Chapter 2: Divorce

I stood in my house pacing and looking at my phone every 15 seconds. I thought he would turn around maybe call but he didn't. I didn't hear from him again. I sat down and stared at the paused show of Supernatural. I put my face in my hands and put my elbows on my knees. I started to cry. He had broken things off. He had left me here with nobody, and for no reason at all. I loved him and he just picked up and left. I sat there for about another 10 minutes until I heard a knock on my door.

I sprung up. It must be Blake! I run to the door but still can't put a smile on my face, I can't hide the true feelings hiding below the surface. He was my husband, he knew if I was sad, mad or even annoyed. He knew everything about me. I got to the door and couldn't force my head up either. I stared down at my feet as I open the door.

"Blake!" I hug him and burry my head into his shoulders and start to cry. "Why would you just leave? I swear to God I would never lie to you, or cheat on you for that matter. I swear I love you-"

"Melissa, slow down, it's me, Chris." As soon as I hear that I jump back inside my house and stop crying.

"Chris, I am so sorry, I just-"

"Hey, it's okay. What's going on? Let's talk?"

"Yeah sure... Come on in." We made our way inside and he stood near the kitchen counter.

"Melissa, what's going on?"

"Chris, you don't have to do this. You are just a friend, you don't have to help me with my marriage."

"So it's your marriage?"

"Yeah..."

"Did he break it off?"

"Yeah... not officially though."

"What does that mean?"

"Well...." I trudged over to the couch and plopped myself down and drank the beer I just got out of the fridge. I stared at the paused TV screen again ready to cry. I didn't though. He wasn't worth my tears.

"Melissa?" He sat down next to me and covered me with a blanket. I looked over at him with puppy dog eyes. "You have cute eyes Mel."

"Thank you, but um, yeah, I was getting out of the shower and he was pushing me to sleep with him. I said no because I didn't want children and that we weren't ready so on and so forth. He got mad at me and said I didn't want to because I was cheating on him. I told him that I wasn't and he got mad and left saying that we were over."

"Wow. Are you okay?"

"If your definition of okay is feeling like they want to drown themselves in beer and pizza then yes."

"Seriously."

"No, not really. Why do you care? Not that i don't appreciate you helping because I totally do, but why do you care?"

"Um, because you are my friend."

"Oh."

"Not the answer you were expecting?"

"No not really but I'll take it."

"What answer were you looking for?"

"I don't know maybe, because I never liked him or something like that."

"Well that's lame."

"What? No. You're lame." That was the first time I had laughed since this morning when Chris talked about the studio being big.

"Oh yeah Melissa, what about you little concert earlier?"

"What concert?'

"Dont stop believing..."