Coming Home: The Confrontation

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Part 3 of the series, I highly recommend you read the other two.I awoke the next morning to a amazing smell of freshly cooked breakfast. I rubbed my eyes to clear the blurry vision that I had and sat up. I noticed a scribbled note on the coffee table next to the couch, I picked it up and it read:”Made you breakfast before I left for work, I’ll be back around 3 or so – Samantha,” I smiled at put the note back on the table.I walked into the kitchen to see my breakfast, still fresh from the pan. I brought it to the couch and began to eat. Something was bugging me about what happened last night. I knew it was wrong, but I wondered how Samantha felt about it. I went into her room to see if there was anything that could explain how she felt. I opened her nightstand to see a small notebook, it read “My Diary”. I didn’t want to evade her privacy, but the curiosity was overwhelming and took it anyway. I sat back on the couch and began to read, the first istanbul travesti date ever recorded was when she was 16. The date I knew only so well, the day I left for the Navy. I already knew what it was going to say and continued on. I read a couple of entry’s about some failed relationships and how she was trying to find the ‘one’. After skipping a couple of pages something caught my eye, I returned to the page and it was dated about 4 months ago. I started to read the page;”We just got news that Emily had been in a serious crash, and was recovering in the hospital.”I stopped reading for a second, I thought she died instantly? I continued to read.”As she got discontinued at the hospital, she told me something I couldn’t even believe. She was seeing someone behind Hunter’s back, she said that she was tired of waiting for him to come back. She wanted to have kids some day, and she wouldn’t want them with istanbul travestileri Hunter if he kept leaving for months on end. I understood, but the next part I thought was crazy, she wanted my whole family to lie in his face about she died in the crash. At first I thought she was crazy but at the same time I guess it would be better to tell him that she died then to tell him she left for someone else.”I sat there, stunned. I re-read and re-read that passage, over and over again thinking I was dreaming and hoping I would wake up at any moment. That moment never came. I dropped the notebook and leaned back, starring at the blank TV screen with the faint reflection of me. I was my emotions were mixed together into a feeling that I never felt before. I walked into Samantha’s room and put her Diary back, I decided to walk it off and be back before Samantha got home.****I got home around 2:55, I wasn’t mad anymore travesti but I still wanted an answer for it. I went into the kitchen and pulled a chair out, setting it next to the couch. I sat on the chair until I heard the sound of the door unlocking, and opening. I saw her walk in with her work uniform, a white shirt tucked into a black skirt, and a pair of black high heels. She smiled at me but I didn’t smile back.”Hey Hunter,” Samantha said. Walking over and hugging me.”Samantha, we need to talk. Sit down please,” I said.Looking puzzled, she sat down and crossed her legs. She undid her pony tail and let down her straighten, beautiful black hair.”Why did you lie to me Samantha?” I asked harshly.Looking even more puzzled, she replied “What are you talking about Hunter?””About Emily, I know she isn’t dead. She left me for someone else, how could you lie to my face like that?” I answered.Her eyes widened, her face got a little red. She said, “Hunter…””Don’t worry, I’m not mad. I just want an explanation,” I said.She eased up a bit, I moved onto the couch.”Well, we thought you would have taken the news better then if we told you about what actually happened,” Samantha said.I nodded, the silence fell between each other again.

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