It took me a moment to realize that a third person was present in the room with us. I stared in disbelief as I saw Kate, and her signature red hair, standing by the front door scowling at me and Ana.
You could see her eyes move back and forth between us as she tried to understand the scene before her. Kates beautiful face twisted to anger from confusion. She took a moment to compose herself, her eyes flickering with rage, before she finally spoke,
"So, you're Marcus's new whore? How lovely to meet you"
Ana's POV
I could barely control my laughter after my little mishap. It was embarrassing but exactly what I needed. I didn't remember the last time I laughed so hard. As I wiped away my tears of laughter, I saw a beautiful redhead enter through the front door.
The woman glared In my direction and I immediately felt a chill down my back. Never have I seen anyone look so angry, and more so, I never had someone look so angry with me.
I began to panic and actual shame flooded over me.
I was so stupid.
I never asked Marcus if he had a girlfriend. I always assumed he was single since I never saw him with anyone. I felt disgusted with myself. How could I have been so inconsiderate and put someone through the same situation I was in last night. I understood why she would be Hurt and angry.
Before I could get the "it's not what it looks like" sentence out of my mouth, she asked me and I quote "if I was his new whore?"
I decided to bite my tongue, since I felt guilty and this was my fault, but that bitch better calm down. I didn't appreciate being called a whore, especially since I didn't do anything to deserve that title.
I looked over at Marcus, made the most apologetic face I could conjure, and whispered "I'm sorry". He looked and me, shrugged his shoulders and gave me a half smile. Moving in silence, Marcus walked up to the red head and spoke in a loud whisper.
"You come into my house, uninvited, and let yourself in without permission. You then insult my guest, and stand there looking like you're expecting someone to apologize to you like you've been wronged"
The redheads face softened, but the blazing fire never left her eyes. "I wanted to come over and apologize for earlier, but I now understand why you threw me away like trash, I guess you found something new to play with"
Marcus took another step towards "red" and replied "no. I didn't find someone new, I just know that when the trash starts to smell, it's time to take it out. You have 5 seconds to leave my house and never come back"
Red stood there for a few seconds before she threw a few last daggers in my direction and stormed off. As she exited she slammed the door behind her. Ohhh the slam. How I understood the importance of a good slam.
We both stood there, in an awkward silence. I had no idea what to say but I spoke first "Marcus, I'm sorry. I'm not sure what that was all about, but I'm not dumb and can see that it's my fault, I took up enough of your time, maybe I should go". before I could finish the sentence, Marcus interrupted me.
"No Ana stay. I should be the one apologizing. She should have never called you a whore. Kate had no right. I think you're assuming a lot of things but I can assure you most your assumptions are probably wrong"
Ahhh her name is Kate. I think I'll stick with calling her red.
"So she's not your girlfriend, who just came home to find her man with another woman?"
He winced at that comment. I wasn't sure if it was because that's exactly what happened. Or because I was visibly starting to get upset.
"No, Kate is not my girlfriend. Nor was she ever. She was someone who wanted more from me than I could give her. But I never led her to believe that there was or would ever be more"
I suddenly felt sick to my stomach and ran to the bathroom. When I was done, most of my breakfast had come back up and the delicious bacon became a distant memory. I groaned and after, what seemed like eternity, pulled myself off the floor and into the soft bed. The door to the room was still open and I couldn't see or hear Marcus in the apartment. I decided it would be best to close my eyes and wasn't shocked when sleep came quickly.
When I woke up, my clothes were neatly draped over the accent chair. On the bedside table, A toothbrush, toothpaste, floss and face wash were left with a note.
"I hope you had a good nap and I'm sorry you got sick. I just want to remind you that you drank like a frat boy, so don't be blaming your vomiting on my delicious food. I'm in the study making little to no noise, so find me when you get up. Oh and I plugged your phone in, Marcus"
I leaned over to grab my phone and checked the display. I had 11 missed calls and 23 messages.
I opened them up and saw that they all belonged to 4 different parties.
1. Cole
2. My mom
3. Elise
4. Work
AMAZING.