Addie

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Once Ross leaves, I go back to scrubbing the floor. I can’t get my mind off of him, though. I need someone I can talk to. Someone I trust. I pick up the phone and call Addie. “Get over here now! It’s an emergency.” “Give me 20 minutes E. I will be right there.” She hangs up the phone, and I pace the room until the doorbell rings. When I open the door, she walks in, looking frantic. “Where is the emergency E? What is going on?” “I did something awful, and I need to tell someone.” “E if you killed someone, we will have to come up with an alibi and go back to my place for my shovel.” “No, It’s worse than that, Addie! I slept with my stepdad." "You didn't!" "It was so unbelievably good too." "He is a fine looking man. I will say that." "Addie, this is serious." "Who initiated it?" "Well, he did, but I wanted it to happen. I will admit that." "Did you agree to end it?" "Not exactly. " "Really?" "He is just so nice, and we have things in common. The s*x was the best I ever had. I just don't know if I can end it." "It sounds like you are in love with him." "I don't know about that. It's more like a crush, really. I feel guilty, but at the same time, I know my mom is probably out cheating on him right now." "After all your mother puts you through, I wouldn't feel guilty at all." "Yeah but if people find out I will be called a home wrecker and w***e and all those bad things. Plus, she will kick my butt out and divorce him. They signed a paper giving her a huge amount of his assets if he is caught cheating on her." "Wow, you must be super fine for him to risk that." "Great, maybe I will become a stripper when I am living on the streets." She pulls me into a hug, which I need desperately. "You know I am here for you through the thick and the thin. I don’t care what people call you. Just follow your heart." "Thank you, Addie. You are always there for me. I appreciate you." "Now that I know you didn't kill anyone, I am going to head to TJs and get me some." "Thank you for coming over." "Any time!" She leaves and drives away, leaving me with my thoughts. I think I cleaned enough for today. I will just pick up my room a little and maybe play my violin. I go into my room seeing the damage we did. I fix up my bed and clean up my clothes off the floor. I remember how it felt when I was in his arms. I never felt such a thrill before. I know I want to do this, but can I get away with it? How long can we keep it up, and does he feel the same way? I don’t think mom loves him at all, but does he love her. He could have loved who he thought she was, but maybe he won't love the real her. Ugh! My head is spinning. I stop what I am doing and grab my violin. I play a slow and soft tune, trying to get my mind to slow down with the instrument. The hardest part is getting my heart to calm down. Before I know it, I am playing my instrument fast. I set down the violin and lay on my bed. The blankets still smell like his cologne. Yeah, I definitely have a crush. Perhaps I could just keep this going until it goes away. Let their marriage fall apart on its own. It could work right. Just do this for a little while. I hear my phone ping, so I get up and check it. It's a text from Ross! (Hey baby girl, I was just wondering how you are doing). (I am doing fine, Daddy. will you be coming home for dinner?) (Yes, do you want me to pick up anything?) (No, I can cook for you, Daddy. Just try to be on time, okay?) (I will be there on time just for you, baby girl. See you later.) (See you later, Daddy) I set my phone down and ran into the kitchen. What do I cook for him? I know spaghetti. I made it the first time he ate with us, and he loved it. I can do meatballs and garlic bread too. I can light a candle and get dressed up for him. This might be our only dinner with just the two of us, so I want it to be special.
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