I just got back from a goodbye lunch invite at Sanas’. I felt bad because I had to leave my friend at home, but Sana was adamant that I show up alone. I was excited to catch up over lunch about her cheating husbands drama. What I didn’t anticipate was having to eat lunch with the cheating bastard. When he opened the door, I think my mouth may or may not have dropped to the floor. I was suppose to pretend not to know that he had cheated on her. What I thought would be a nice goodbye dinner between friends, was anything but nice. I felt like no mans land between them.
“WHAT the hell is he doing here?! And you couldn’t mention this to me before I came?!” I said to her as I was helping her pour the food onto plates.
“I knew if I told you, you would be a no show. I had no choice! And he’s back because our families got involved. I had no say. My mother-in-law told me I am lucky that at the end of the night he comes home to me!”
“Yeah that and all the freaking diseases he’s probably bringing with him! How are you even able to look him in the eye? Jesus, the tension in this house can be cut with a knife!”
” I know, I know. I hate his fucking guts. Every morning before he awakes, I contemplate murdering him in his sleep. Or pouring poison in his tea. But when I say I have no choice, I really mean it. My family already told me if I leave him, I will be disowned. I have no where to go. I am suppose to just look past this and be glad he’s back.”
For once I had no words for her. I just passed her tissues, and hugged her while she cried in the kitchen. As soon as we sat down to eat lunch, she was a different person. Her tears were replaced with an ice cold smile, and her eyes had murder in them. She showed no emotion, but I did. I was pissed off, and couldn’t even lift my eyes to look at him. His whole being disgusted me, and every time he commented on how he hadn’t seen me for a while, I would just nod. When Sana went into the kitchen to make tea, and bring the desert I couldn’t keep my big mouth shut. I had no reflexes when I was faced with a bastard.
“Aishhhh honestly I can’t sit here and pretend not to know! You’re a fucking bastard who doesn’t deserve her. And I hope the next time you decide to cheat on her you get a disease that makes your penis fall off.” I said this way too fast. I could feel my face getting hot with anger, and embarrassment as well.
” I know,” was all that he said.
I had expected a war, being kicked out of their house, a shut-the-fuck-up this doesn’t concern you sort of line. BUT NOTHING. I was left speechless. I had mentally prepared for a fight. When Sana came back in with the tray of desserts and tea, I knew I had to make my exit. She didn’t object to my leave. Maybe because she sensed something when she came back in. I left feeling a bit relieved but also bad at the same time. Maybe he had learned his lesson, or maybe not. I think what they don’t realize is that there is no going back from someone who cheats. Once mistrust takes root, nothing in the world can erase it.
“I love you, and call me if you ever need anything. You know my place is yours.”
She said nothing to me. When I got into the cab I could see that she was crying. I just watched her, as the cab drove away. I felt like I was in a bad movie, without the background music. She the heroine, and I the supporting actress whom makes a small cameo without impacting any change in the main characters life.