Alice

I had come out of the bathroom to see my girlfriend kissing some English tart. I couldn’t believe that Dana would do this to me, especially after we’d just had such a good day. I was devastated. I rushed out of the club and hailed the nearest taxi that I could find. As we drove away, I could see Dana running out of the door in the wing mirror. She stood there watching me go.

When I got back to the hotel I went straight to bed, planning to be asleep by the time Dana got back so that I wouldn’t have to talk to her or see her. But when she came in about fifteen minutes after me I was not asleep, so I remained in position, on my side facing the wall. Dana walked over and knelt on the bed, leaning over me to see if I was awake. I pretended to be asleep, closing my eyes so that she would not talk to me.

When Dana had undressed and got into bed she shuffled close to me and kissed me on the cheek and I heard her whisper into my ear.  

“Alice, she kissed me. I promise you I pushed her away, I was just so shocked. I’d never cheat on you. I love you.” She paused and waited for my response. I could hear her sniff and it sounded like she was crying. When I didn’t respond, she rolled over to face the other way, leaving a big gap between us.

I hated that I had made Dana cry. I don’t know why I doubted her and thought that she would kiss some other girl. I hated myself for reacting the way I did. A tear slid down my cheek as I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

The next morning, I woke, to find Dana gone, probably training. I looked at the red digits on the alarm clock and saw that it was already 11am. I pulled myself out of bed and walked through to the bathroom. The first thing I saw was my reflection in the mirror. I was disgusted. In my head I could hear Dana’s muffled crying and I thought about how I reacted last night, my stupid jealousy that had caused us both so much pain. I was so angry with myself; I couldn’t bear to look at my reflection in the large spotless mirror.