You're Cold and I Burn

The thunderstorm that was occurring outside seemed to fit the mood that she seemed to be in on this Friday Night. As she watched the lightning light up the sky, he walked in. He was late as usual, no shocker there.

She didn’t understand why he was getting home so late. It was around 11 at night and normally he was home by 7 at the latest.

“Where were you?” She asked quietly as she greeted him at the door. He set his things down and moved closer to her. He tried to hug her but she stepped away before he had the chance to.

“Working late.” He lied quietly. She knew that was a lie but there was no way he could tell her where he really was. He couldn't tell her the truth, not right now at least. That would break her and he wasn’t sure if he could watch that happen.

But then again, how long could he hide the truth before the whole relationship fell apart?