Kristina POV
I sighed as I looked at the clock. It is now 1:45 a.m and Richard STILL is not home.
Oh excuse me. I am so sorry for being rude. I guess I should explain to you nice folks what I am
talking about.
First off, my name is Kristina and I am dating Richard Sherman, football player for the Seattle Seahawks.
Yes, honestly, that is a wonderful thing but at the moment I am beyond pissed at him.
First of all, Richard has been gone since six o'clock this evening. Going out for drinks with his teammates, he said.
I have no problem with that. That is all well and good but he should have been home over two hours ago.
I am pissed but also worried.
I have tried calling his cell phone but he is apparently not going to answer it.
I sighed as I turned back over in the bed.I don't know how but hopefully sleep will find me soon.
Well, somehow or another it did.
I slept until 7 a.m..
Richard still hasn't shown up.
So, now you could say I am LIVID!
I got dressed and was in the kitchen drinking some coffee when he sauntered through the door.
Before he could speak I began my rant,
"Where the hell have you been?" I asked him, rather crossly.
"Woman, I told you I went out with the guys." Richard said, sounding so nonchalant it only upset me more.
"Well, why didn't you answer your ph-" I stopped because I noticed something."Wait a minute, is that
lipstick on your collar?"
"What?" He asked, trying to sound innocent.
There was no need though. I know the truth.
"I can't believe this. You freaking cheated on me. How dare you?"
"Baby, let me explain-
"There is NOTHING to explain! I HATE you! Get out of-"
And with that came the end.
Richard smacked me across the face.
I repeat, he SMACKED me across the face.
Once I got over the shock, I grabbed my coat and headed for the door.
"I'm out of here" I said.
Richard did not answer nor did he try to stop me.
I managed to make it to my car before the tears fell.
Richard Sherman, the man that I love, cheated on me.
Some man, huh?
Well, I am NOT putting up with it.
I guess this is the end of us because I am seriously NOT going back.
A few days later, I was walking in the mall.
I have to do SOMETHING with my time because if not I will probably go insane.
Yes, I am miserable.
Why I am miserable over a guy who cheated on me and then had the balls to smack me across
the face is beyond me.
As unhappy as I am, going back to Richard is not an option because I honestly can not bare
