Silence

I let him give me one last kiss.

“I have to go now.” I waved goodbye, my wedding ring glinting inder the porchlights as I headed to my car. I backed out of his driveway, heading home. The stars in the sky seemed to glint down at me with disappointment.

At home I briefly said hello to my husband, Blake.

One last kiss.

That’s what it always was. We, that is, Leo and I, always agreed, “One last time, one last kiss, one last sneak.” But there was always another. I loved him, not Blake. I loved my Brother-in-Law.

Now look where I was. Nauseous and hormonal. And Blake and I haven’t actually been together for the last couple of months. He’ll know it’s not his child. Not to mention Leo and Blake look nothing alike.

“Honey, what’s this?” I turned around to see Blake holding my positive pregnancy test. “How could you be pregnant? We haven’t--” He regrouped himself after a short pause, “Not for a while, at least.”

“Maybe it was a food baby?” I asked hopefully.

“You’re a cheater.”

“Okay, I cheated. You can only prove it was once.”

“Actually, my brother called. He said he was feeling guilty and confessed your two years of betrayal! God damnit, Josephine! How could you?! My brother!”

“I love him, okay! Not you, not anymore.” I pulled off my wedding ring, “Here, take this.” Then I grabbed my keys and coat, slipping my shoes back on. Then I drove to Leo’s apartment. In complete and utter silence.

A/N: I have no Idea where this came from. I wanted, all of the sudden, to write about a woman who cheats on her husband with his brother. I dunno why I wanted to write that. But I did, and it sucks. So enjoy my suckish story. Wait, well te hnically you just read it if you are reading this so, I hpe you liked it.