SECOND CHANCE

Returning Home

After finding my 3-year-old boyfriend in the shower with his assistant, I decided to move back home to Long Island with my parents, who are 28 years old. You know they go back to live with their parents. live only me I didn’t want to go back home to my folks, but what choice did I have since that bastard tried to tell me that’s my fault he cheated. The day that I found them I wasn’t feeling well. I asked my boss if I could leave early. She said yes, I packed my stuff and hightailed it before she changed her mind.

“When I got home I knew something was wrong. A strong smell hit me as soon as I entered the house. I moved further inside when I heard the shower running. I thought, yay, my boyfriend is a perfect home". We could have a couple of times. It’s been a while.

I quickly removed my shoes and started to unbutton my shirt when I heard a giggle. I stopped to listen. I heard it again. This time moved a little fast, since I know my man doesn’t giggle. When I opened the door to the bathroom, what I saw stopped me in my tracks was my boyfriend was washing his assistant's hair in our shower in our house.

They never noticed me. I took a minute to look at them, then I turned and closed the door, walked to the bedroom, grabbed my baseball bat, went to join them, since they didn’t notice me the first time. I made them see me the second time, walked in calmly, and smashed that bat on the shower door. Glass is flying everywhere. That’s when they are asking.

“ what the f****g”, raised my bat to swing again, my so-called boyfriend was fast. He threw the bat on the floor. “ Are you crazy? You could’ve hurt us”.

“ I’m not crazy but you have lost your damn mind bringing that woman here “ trying to get ahold of that woman while she runs out of the bathroom “

where are you going Uhuh come here “ “ stop what the hell you think you are doing?, making a fool of yourself like that “ wait what “ I’m making a fool of myself? , what what are you talking about ?” I took a step back from him “ some finding you in our home with other women is me making a fool of myself excuse-me for defending my home “ “defending your home if you at give me what I want I wouldn’t have to go get it somewhere else “.

“ What are you talking about? We both have jobs. We work different hours, you're the one that’s never home, always canceling our dates screaming. Now I know why” I screamed at him with angry looks. He marches up to me and slaps me.

I was shocked. I touched my cheek. Unfortunately for him, there was a bottle of wine next to me. I grabbed it, threw it over his head with it without missing a beat. I walked to the bedroom where I found that woman getting dressed to grab my suitcase, fill it with my clothes and grab my important stuff, not before I said: “ He is all yours now. Do what you want with him”.

I walked downstairs and grabbed my coat and told that cheating bastard “ my lawyer will contact you about the house .” I walked to my car and drove away, never looking back.

That’s how I ended up on my parents' doorstep without them knowing I was coming. I don’t know if I should ring the bell or run and hide. I’m not a coward, but what would you do in my place? Uhuh after 3 years you gave that man your everything and he got the nerve to blame me, ME!! For his cheating. With sweaty fingers, I ring the bell a second later, my mom opens the door feeling like I was 8 years. I say “hi mom”.