I remembered the smile on his face when I told him I was taking us to a surprise location for our 1 year anniversary. Even though he intensely persisted, I didn’t budge on sharing where we were going. I gave this big cheesy grin, as the surprised look on his face was going to be the best part for me.
We both packed our bags the following week, excitement painted all over him. Soon enough, the day finally arrived, and we headed to my car, plopping our bags in the trunk. I expressed I wanted to blindfold him, expressing that I wanted the whole journey to be a mystery. He complied, and so I blindfolded him after he got himself situated in the passenger seat. I then got in the car, turned on the ignition, and then drove on the road.
As I was driving, all I could think of was all of our past memories together. Our first kiss. When he comforted me when I lost my dog. All the heart-felt conversations. Most importantly, I think back to when he said ‘I love you’ to me for the first time.
I couldn’t help but shed a tear.
He kept asking me where we were going, hoping I would finally give in. It didn’t happen. He just had to be patient, and that’s exactly what I said to him.
Some time later, we finally arrived at the location and I pulled up to a newly painted parking spot. I told him to wait as I go to retrieve something. A few minutes later, I returned and opened the car door for him, still blindfolded. I grabbed his bag from the trunk and told him to hold it as I guide him.
I took us carefully up some stairs, wondering if the pattern of movement might’ve been familiar to him. After a few flights of stairs, we reached the hotel room.
Room 67.
We walked in, and I took his bag to throw it on the floor. I guided him to sit down on the bed, and asked him to wait, as I needed to get ready. At this point, he definitely should've realized we were in a hotel room, but I'm positive he hadn’t figured out that we were in the hotel room.
He’ll know soon enough.
I walked over to the bathroom and the door opened. A girl dressed in sultry blue lingerie walked out. We exchanged nods, waited for a bit, and then we walked over to him.
She planted a passionate kiss on him and he lingered in the kiss as long as she could until she pulled back.
He didn’t recognize it was someone else kissing him. I wasn’t even sure if he recognized that same kiss before.
I told him to take his blindfold off, as the girl planted another kiss at him. He eagerly pulled off the blindfold to reveal the reaction I’ve been waiting to see. His whole body paled and froze, as if he just stepped out of a horror film. He quickly pulled back when he realized I wasn’t the one kissing him.
I knew he cheated on me with this girl behind my back while we were together not too long ago. I only found out because she was a friend of a friend of one of my friends. My friend told me the girl didn’t know I was seeing him and that he pursued her. They slept together at this hotel – in this very room.
When I first found out, I wanted to scream some choice words at him. I wanted to turn his face so ugly that it matched his character. However, I wanted to handle it differently than just profuse anger.
I wanted him to enjoy the one moment that was so important, that it destroyed everything we ever had. In the same breath, I wanted him to regret the one moment that was so important, that it destroyed everything we ever had. All at once. And that’s exactly what I did.
So, I managed a way to contact the girl. She apologized for what happened even though she really didn’t have to. I couldn’t have been upset with girl… she was only a victim in this and was unaware. We both knew all we wanted was revenge. After weeks of talking, we figured out this was the best way to get him back. She even decided to wear the same lingerie she wore for him that night.
What is this?... was all that came out of his mouth.
It was so difficult for me to say anything to him. So many thoughts were swarming around my mind. Holding back tears, I tossed the hotel key on the bed and headed towards the door, the girl trailing behind.
Before I opened the door, I stopped in my tracks and turned around, mustering up the strength to say something to him.
You know exactly what this is. No amount of words can truly capture the amount of pain you gave to me. I thought you respected me. I thought you cared about me. And worse, I thought you actually loved me. Your words spoke one thing but your actions spoke another. We’re done. I have nothing more to say to you.
Not giving him the chance to say anything back, the girl and I left him to sit there and sulk on what just happened.
I deserved better than how he treated me.
After a few minutes of recollecting myself, the girl and I laughed our butts off, imitating the whole situation on repeat the entire way back. Hopefully, he could catch a ride home. If not, it was only 23 miles of a walking distance. So, it wasn't too bad.
Now in the present, I smile as I relive this memory, burning all of his possessions in the process. An aroma of deceit, betrayal, and pain filled the room. But, I also caught a whiff of freedom, dignity, and a new beginning.
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