Chapter 3 A Different Kind Of Heartbreak.
Cara wished she had been mistaken! Her next move was to slap Jessica so hard that she would have to fall to the ground and beg for mercy.
"Not only did you try to steal my husband by having sex with him behind my back, but you became pregnant for him too??" Cara raged out.
"You're pregnant? For me?" For a moment, there was a soft feature on Chris's face that made Cara's insides churn. Was he happy that his mistress--no. His wife's best friend who is his mistress was carrying his fucking child!?
"It doesn't make any sense." Cara spoke softly to herself. At first, she thought this would just be a case where everybody said they were sorry, and she and Chris could carry on with their supposedly perfect lives. But now...she feared the outcome of her two years of marriage.
She was with Chris because she loved him, even more than her best friend, Romeo. Even more than her career.
This feeling was back again and she hadn't felt like that since two years ago when she had to say goodbye to Romeo at the airport. It was a devastating moment to go through. When you've lost all hope over that situation and become a loser. There was nothing else to expect because you were already at your final destination.
With Romeo, she knew she had broken over ten years of friendship, and there was no going back. Now with Chris, she had just lost him. And worse, to Jessica.
She wasn't one to easily cry but these bitter tears began to drop down her cheeks. Chris was suddenly more caring for Jessica than he was supposed to be.
"You know what," he said with an unimaginable joy plastered on his face. "Let me fetch a cab to drop you off, Jesse. You need rest. I'll be right back, okay? Or you can come wait outside. Just--I'll be right back!"
And with that, he scurried off, his shoulders bumping into Cara's as he sped off, nearly pushing her down.
Silence filled the room, and it creeped Cara out. Jessica remained there observing Cara like she was a tough bird that had sadly just lost its feathers and was still covered in blood, unable to move.
"Why?" Was all Cara could ask.
Jessica's smile was too bright, considering her treachery. "Well, you know all about me. What do you think?"
Cara's brain worked faster than she'd anticipated, and it annoyed her more. "You're broke. You need money."
"Bingo! And I know you do enough for me, you've really been supportive. But it just gets so annoying everytime you tell me to get a job! You're always like, 'Jessica, you're still so young. You should get a job,'."
"And that's so annoying, you know? You give me money nearly everyday. You cloth me, feed me, you even got this new apartment for me last year when we've just known each other for months. You hand out money so easily that I thought, 'she's not working. And yet she gives me money this easily. What if I put my legs in her shoes, would they fit?'"
She paused and laughed to herself. "Well would you look at that, they fit perfectly!"
Cara shook her head in disappointment. She wanted to talk but the words wouldn't just form.
"Don't take this personal, friend. I'll be sure to feed you and cloth you like you've done for me. I'm not a wicked friend after all." Jessica added, then smiled again before heading towards the door.
Cara caught up to her, gripping her arms tight. "You should remember all I used to tell you about Chris's family, his mother especially. That psycho woman who's extra protective of her son? Damn you, if they ever find out that maybe by chance that you were just lying about this pregnancy to get closer to their son. What do you think would happen to you then?"
Jessica's eyes widened and for a while, Cara saw fear in those squinting brown eyes. Then, her lips curved into what resembled a smile. "I should get going then. How about you worry about yourself first before thinking about me, hmm?"
With a satisfying smirk, she turned and walked out. There was a tingling sensation in Cara's fingers as the horror of fear dawned on her. So was that it? The end of their marriage? A marriage she thought they had just begun??
She thought hard about what to do next but cry. And a thought did form in her mind. Quickly, Cara bounced on her feet and hurried out before anyone could see her.
She dialed a number and quickly a voice picked up, "Hey big bro? Can you come pick me up?"
Chris was glad to have found a taxi, after quite a while of standing outside. "Please be careful with her." He warned the taxi driver as Jessica stepped into the car. "Go easy on her, okay? You need to be--"
Jessica managed a weak smile, clinging on to Chris's arms. "It's okay. I'll be fine, okay?" She said calmly, and it seemed to reassure Chris. "Take care of yourself. I love you." She added a pleasing charming smirk.
Chris's heart was melting as he grinned like a fool. "I love you too." He finally let go of her and shut the door, then the driver sped off.
With a deep sigh, he went back to find Cara but realized she had disappeared. "Damn it, Cara? Where did you go!" He glanced around impatiently, then walked into the midst of his friends and colleagues.
"Hey, Mathew?" He called out. To his surprise, they were packing up and leaving already. "Hey, is the party over just like that? I was thinking of dropping Cara off and then I can come back so we party till midnight."
Mathew eyed him up and down and shook his head in disbelief. He was picking up Max who was totally wasted. "Come on, guys. Let's go." He said to the rest of the gang and they were walking out.
"Guys, wait up. Why are you acting mad? What did I do wrong? By the way, have you seen Cara? She isn't inside." Chris asked.
Mathew scoffed. "Of course, she left because she's smart. Do you think she would remain in there waiting for you??"
Chris frowned. "James, could you drop Max off? Mathew and I have issues to settle-"
"--no, of course not!" Mathew thundered. They were outside now already. "I warned you to stop this your multi-dating, didn't I? But you insisted. Your wife stormed out with tears in her eyes, and you think we can party till midnight?"
Max, who was drunk, went ahead and added, "You're a bad person, Chris. Cara didn't deserve any of this."
Mathew patted his back so he wouldn't throw up.
"Is that what you all think? I'm a bad person for choosing love? Jessica is pregnant for me, okay!" Chris bragged.
"You should announce that on the stage. And put it out there on the news too." Mathew said.
"But I love Jessica, okay? And Cara. I mean, she's still my wife after all!" Chris insisted.
"You're a bad person." Mathew muttered.
This quickly made Chris so upset that he flared up. "You all can't relate! Because Gregory over there and Max, and James are still single in their early thirties, and you are a divorcee who couldn't even get his wife to love him. You both know nothing about true love!"
"None of you can relate to this happiness of being a father because you're all single dudes!" He stormed off in anger without looking back.
All through the night, Chris wondered why he couldn't get a decent sleep. He kept tossing around and mumbling Cara's name. No one close to her would pick his call, and Cara's phone was switched off! "Where the hell could you be?"