Faithful (Wanted 3)

“Hey, Josh! You at your place or still with Heather?”

“Nah, Heather is running some errands in Fredericksburg, and I’m at my apartment. ”

“How is she running errands when her car is here?”

What? “Oh shit! Neither of us thought about that this morning. Ah hell, let me call her real quick. I’ll call you back, Dad. ”

“Okay, talk to you later. ”

Son of a bitch. I left her stranded.

I was just about to call Heather when there was another knock on my door. I walked over and opened it to see Heather standing there.

“Hey!” she said with a smile.

“Hey, I was just about to call you! My dad said your car is at their house. I thought I left you hanging. ”

She started to walk in, but she stopped as she looked past me. “Oh my god…no…”

I turned around to see Victoria. She was wearing nothing but my white button-down shirt with half the buttons undone.

“Oh, hey there, Heather. ” Victoria was looking at Heather with an evil smile on her face.

When I looked back, Heather had tears in her eyes.

Motherfucker. “No, wait! Heather, wait…before you go jumping to conclusions, this is not what it looks like!”

I spun back around to Victo

ria. “Tori, what the fuck are you doing?”

When I turned back to Heather, she was gone. Oh Jesus. This is not happening.

I looked back at Victoria. “Put your fucking clothes back on, and get the hell out of my apartment now!”

I took off after Heather. She was just about to get into a car.

“Heather! Please wait!” Wait…whose car is that?

She started the car and locked the doors.

“Heather, please wait! You have to let me talk to you. You have this all wrong! Heather, I was just calling you!”

I was banging on the window as she put the car in reverse and started backing up. As she began driving off, I ran after the car, yelling for her to stop. After she pulled out into traffic, I turned and ran back to my apartment. I am going to kill Victoria.

When I walked into my apartment, Victoria was sitting on a bar stool, still dressed in only my white shirt.

“Get the fuck out! Now!”

I ran into the laundry room and took her shirt out of the dryer. Where the hell are her pants? I went into my bedroom, and when I saw them on the bed, it all became clear to me. She must have heard Heather at the front door. She did this on purpose. Fucking bitch!

I came back into the living room, and she was still sitting at the bar.

I threw her clothes at her. “Leave. ”

“Josh, wait! Don’t you remember what it was like? We were so good together, baby. Let me give you something to relax a bit, and then I’ll take care of you like I used to. ”

I just looked at her. Just the sight of her turned my stomach. “Get the fuck out of my apartment, or I’ll call the police and have them remove you. ”