My heart seemed to stop in that instant. My life, my world, froze around me. That word. Wife. That word, it seemed as if it had turned such a great thing into such a horrible, dirty thing. In a split second, I turned from a girlfriend into a mistress. Or so I thought.
I was a dirty mistress.
Horrible. I was horrible. Horrible horrible.
Who was I to him? A fling? We’d been dating for months.
We hadn’t even done…the nasty nasty.
I just told him that I loved him!
I jumped at his touch. I quickly stood up, freaked. I backed away with my hands up, ending up against the counter.
“I-I-I-I-I can’t! Get out!”
Garret sighed lightly, and got up. I turned away and rested my hands on the counter.
I heard the door open and close, and let out the breath I knew I was holding. The world was silent for a moment before I completely broke down. I fell to the floor, completely defeated. Tears streamed from eyes, and I had no intention to stop them. I felt betrayed. I felt broken. I felt like there was nothing for me.
One Week Later…
“So what are you going to do?”
Rylie had been my rock. For the past week, all I did was eat, sleep, and work. I barely spoke to anyone except her.
“I still don’t know. It was wrong for both of us.”
“I hear you on that. I think you need a fresh start.”
I looked at my sister, slightly confused. “What do you mean?”
She smiled, hoping I would ask that.
“Well, when mom died, you know how I struggled. We all struggled.”
“Well, I made myself over. I focused on becoming a new person. I thought of who I wanted to be, wrote it down, and stuck to it. I focused on making myself a new person. I feel like I succeeded, right before high school. I was lucky that I succeeded, because now I don’t have to try as hard.”
I nodded again. It all seemed to make sense. “So what do you suggest, Ry?”
“I started by giving myself a new hairstyle. Then, I chose clothes make up, the works. I worked on my physical appearance first, because the rest would be harder.”
“So..a hair cut? Let’s say I wanted to go now?”
Rylie perked up. “Let’s! I know just the place to go! And we can go shopping right afterwards! It’ll be on me, since your birthday is next week.”
I smiled contently at my sister. She was only a sophomore in high school, a second year, but she had matured much faster than I had.
We finished our lunch, then took off to get my makeover done. And after that, we had someone take our picture. I decided to cut my hair short. I thought it was cute, and a good change. We even found these cute high fashion, low price clothes. I felt more confident and much better.
Another Week Later…
“Happy Birthday to Mariaaaaaaaa! Happy Birthdaay to yoooooooooooooooooooooooou!”
My family had joined me for my birthday, and that was it. I never made friends easily, though I was friendly, but I liked being alone sometimes. I gave my family a hug, and we cut the cake that Julian had made me.
“Happy Birthday, baby girl.” My dad came over and hugged me.
“We have something to show you.” He smiled, and nudged me along with my siblings out the door.
The car ride wasn’t very long. We stopped, and my siblings blindfolded me.
“Hey!” I laughed. I felt like I was getting back to myself.
“No looking!” Rylie said, with a hint of giddiness in her voice. I felt the car start to move again. We stopped only moments later. The car door opened, and I was lead out. I walked for about 30 seconds, then was held at a stop.
“Are you ready?”
“Of course, Daddy.”
In one swift motion, my blindfold was taken off. I was stunned with what I saw.
“Dad! No way!”
“Happy birthday, kiddo.” He smiled. “Your siblings chipped in for this also.”
My dad had done the unthinkable. He bought me a house.