I followed Allison. She was about to head to the washroom, but I stopped her.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Sarah’s my ex-girlfriend,” Allison said.
“Really? Shit. Did you two have a nasty breakup or something?”
“You could say that…If I don’t tell you, I suppose Sarah will. Michael, I cheated on Sarah…with you.”
On the one hand, there’s a lot of chemistry between me and Allison. On the other hand, how could I trust Allison since she cheated on Sarah.
“Why did you cheat on her?” I asked.
“Sarah and I had problems and I wanted somebody to talk to. I went on a dating app to talk to somebody and one thing led to another and I ended up with you.”
“Yeah, that doesn’t make any sense.”
“That app isn’t just for dating, you know. I was looking for a friend; somebody to
I really didn’t know what to think. How could I trust Allison? Maybe Allison can change, but nobody can change overnight. I was so confused.
“Look, Sarah wasn’t right for me,” Allison said. “Still though, I regret cheating on her. I can’t change the past, but one thing’s for sure, I’ll never cheat again. If you want to end things between us, I’ll understand.”
“I don’t want to end things between us,” I said. “This is like our second date. I think we should go on a third date before we decide if we should end things or not.”
“Yeah. Like, Sarah’s with Melody now and they look like such a cute couple, although they are not as cute as us.”
Allison chuckled, even though that joke wasn’t very funny.
“Come on, let’s dance,” I said.
“I’m not going back in there, “Allison said.
“Well, you and Sarah can stay away from each other.”
“Okay. But I really have to use the bathroom first.”
I went to the bathroom, just to see that cheating bitch, Allison.
“Hey, can we talk?” Allison said.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” I said.
“Look, I can’t take back what I did, but I truly am sorry.”
“You don’t need to apologize because I’m with Melody now. But how do I know you won’t cheat on Michael?”
“You may not believe me, but I truly regret cheating on you. I should have just broken up with you instead. You gotta admit, we weren’t right for each other, anyway.”
“Because there was no chemistry between us.”
Allison and I dated for less than a year. But she was right; there was no chemistry between us. Since I was with Melody, I’ve decided to forgive Allison.
“I forgive you,” I said. “But Melody and Michael are best friends. If you hurt Michael, Melody will hurt you. Actually, both Melody and his sister will hurt you.”
Shelly and I sat at the table, while everybody else left.
“Do you think everybody’s going to be okay?” Shelly asked.
“I have no idea,” I said. “Should we check up on everybody?”
“I think we should wait and see what happens.”
Several minutes later, Melody and Michael returned to the table.
“Did you know that Allison cheated on Sarah with you?” Melody asked.
“Allison just told me,” Michael said.
“And you’re okay with it?”
“Of course not. But Allison deeply regrets what she did and I really like her.”
“What makes you think she won’t cheat on you?”
“I don’t. But I’m willing to take the risk.”
A few minutes later, Allison and Sarah came back to the table, smiling and they sat next to Michael and Melody respectively.
“Is everything alright?” I asked.
“Yeah,” Sarah said. “Everything’s alright.”
It was the last dance. Michael and Allison were nowhere to be seen.
“Where do you think Michael and Allison went?” Shelly asked as we danced.
“I heard they went to a hotel,” I said.
“We should have done the same thing.”
“Why can’t we?”
“We need to book a room and we have no credit card.”
“Is your mom working tonight?”
“No, she’s off for once.”
“I have a surprise for you,” I said as I handed Allison a hotel key.
“You serious?” Allison asked.
“It’s a different hotel.”
“Wanna go now?”
For the first year of our relationship, things between Allison and I were great. Of course, we got into fights, but we resolved our issues quickly. But as time went on, Allison and I fought more.
I remember one time night, Allison and I were sitting in the living room at my house. Both Mom and Shelly were working, so it was just me and Allison. But instead of making the best of the night, we got into a fight.
“I’m bored,” Allison said.
“What do you want to do?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Think of something.”
“We can go to a movie.”
“Can’t afford it.”
“How about bowling?”
“We did that last week.”
“Well, I don’t what to do.”
“Once again, we have nothing to do.”
“That’s not my fault.”
“I asked you to do one simple thing and you can’t do it.”
“Why, don’t you think of something for us to do!”
“Don’t yell at me!”
“But you do this all the time. You complain about being bored and you want me to think of something to do, but you turn down my suggestions and you complain even more!”
“That’s not true! You suggested that we go bowling last week and we did.”
“Okay. So that’s one time you took my suggestion.”
Most of the fights that Allison and I had revolved around technology. Every time Allison had a problem with her phone, or if she had issues connecting to the internet, she told me to fix it. Whenever I was unable to fix her phone or her internet connection, or if I took too long, Allison yelled at me and insult me.
Every time Allison watched a movie either at her house or mine, I often ended up falling asleep. It bothered her so much that it eventually reached the boiling point for her. But there was this one fight that was really bad.