Teacher's Pet

“Matt, What’s this?” I whispered, hoping that he had a good explanation, handing him the picture.

“Umm..uh..” was all he could say.

“Matt?”

“It’s my wife.”

“What?” I yelled.

“Listen, we’re separated.”

“That’s why you don’t wear your ring?” I asked with anger building up in my body.

“Yes, Natasha.”

I was pissed. I kissed a married man. I don’t care if they are separated. I felt so ashamed. I was the other woman.

“What’s her name?”

“Valerie.”

Valerie was her name. She was the platinum blond in his lap. I can’t believe this. Why? Why after all this, now it’s fucked up? Ugh...my blood was boiling.

“Matt, take me home.”

“Natasha,” Matt pleaded.

“Take me home now!”

He nodded as he got up and we headed to the car.

I didn’t want to talk to him. I was so mad there was nothing he could say to make me feel better. I wasn’t, couldn’t be the other woman.

“Natasha, I’m sorry.”

“Matt, please.”

“Valerie and I are separated. She’s with someone else now.”

“Why haven’t you divorced her?” I questioned.

“I don’t know.”

“Do you still love her?”

“Please don’t.”

“DO YOU?!?”

“Yes.”

“I can’t be the other woman even if your guys are separated.”

“What are you saying?”

“It’s over, Matt.”

After sometime, I was finally home. The ride was long and hard. All I felt like was curling up and crying. And that’s just what I did. I curled up and cried with Matt’s last words running through my head.

“I love you.”