Womanizer

You began to feel anxious as time passed by, pacing back and forth your living room. So many things running through your head, it makes you nauseous. It's now 11:49 am and Chris hasn't called yet, you glanced at your phone just to see... nothing. You sigh and sat down on the couch, you could feel this rush of anger and fear and.. paranoia, you were never like this before. Time gap didn't matter to you, what did matter is; if Sebastian is lying to your face again. You have to know, he owes you that much.

You jolt up when you heard that familiar ringtone, your hands couldn't move fast enough, phone almost dropping and you answered, "Chris?! Please.. please tell me he's there.."

"I'm sorry, doll.. He's still not here." Chris said, his voice so apologetic, he worries and you know that.

"No.. no.. Chris, please.. Check again. Please?" Your voice breaks, you feel your heart beat go faster, a nervous wreck is what you are right now. You don't even have the energy to cry, because you are way past that point, frustration, anger and boiling jealousy is what you're feeling right now. It disgusts you, the thought of Sebastian with another woman... Lying to your fucking face. It's unfair.

You quickly dialed Sebastian's number, if only he could just see how pissed off you are right now. It only took two rings before he answered, "Hello, lovely. What's up?"

"What's up is you going to work so early than usual and lying to my fucking face.. I thought you've changed Sebastian!?" You yelled through the phone, and all you heard was him sighing.

"I didn't lie, I told you I'm going to a meeting.. I had to pick up Josh and Tyler, you remember them, right? My business partners?" Sebastian explained, you can feel in his voice that he's already tired of this conversation.

"I want you to come home here, right now. I want to see that you're not fucking another woman. In 10 minutes, Sebastian.. You have to be here." You demanded, waiting impatienly for him to answer.

"What?? I can't go back there! I'm halfway to Tyler's house. You're being crazy again.."

"I'm being crazy??!" You yelled at the phone, pinching the bridge of your nose in total frustration. "..you made me like this, Sebastian! This is all your fault!!"

Another sigh. "Fine, I'm.. I'm turning right now. 20 minutes... I gotta be quick though."

"I fucking said 10, Seb. 10 minutes."

He ended the call without any goodbye's, he's mad.

Fifteen minutes passed, you look outside your window, a familiar car parked on the driveway, Sebastian coming out. He sees you looking out the window and shook his head, frowning. He walks inside the house as quick as he could.

"I'm here now.. What do you want?? Check my phone? My email? Check my fucking underwear if it's still there??" He sarcastically said, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes at you. "I told you I'm not cheating on you!! Not anymore!!"

"I can smell your bullshit, Sebastian.. Don't fucking lie to me..." You said, no... You screamed, because you're mad at him and at yourself, don't know what to believe anymore, what's right or wrong. All you know is that your heart feels like someone is twisting it from the inside, "It hurts, Seb... I don't wanna feel like this.." You said quietly, clutching your chest.

"Well what do you want me to do then??? Never leave this house? I'm trying to help you, but I can't just drop everything that's on my plate, I have a business to run and a life to live.. And for the last time. I'm not sleeping with other women.. Not anymore." He said, gesturing and flailing his hands to prove a point. "Please believe me.. You know I love you so... So much." Sebastian explained, and all you could do is stand there, speechless. Because you now just realize you're acting like a psycho girlfriend, in shame and stupidity, you shut your mouth.

"Hey... Hey.." Sebastian called, walking towards you and gently grabbing your hands. "Hey... It's gonna be fine, it's all okay.." He said, so gentle and comforting. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in, rubbing slow circles on the small of your back.

You lean your head against his chest, inhaling the sweet scent of vanilla and mint, that familiar smell of his day to day shampoo.. You miss it. Your emotional self couldn't control it, tears starts falling. "I'm sorry for acting like a psychoticc asshole." You said.

"I understand you're paranoid, and you're right.. I did this to you. But you have to calm down, because I would never hurt you again.. I promise you that." You whispered, his arms tightening and he let go, you look at him with teary eyes, "I believe you.. I'm really sorry.. I'm such a child."

"It's okay, lovely.. We still have a lot of fixing up to do.." He said, kissing your forehead. "But I do have to go now, Tyler called me before I came here, and he's mad."

"Actually, I need to go to work too.. Do you mind driving me to the hotel with you?"

His eyes widened, and he stammered "What? Wh-why? I'm.. Tyler's mad already..."

"Please, Seb?"

He sighed, "I-uhh.. Fine.. But I gotta call Tyler first."

You cheered, running upstairs to get changed and your bag. Fixing up your hair one last time and headed downstairs. You didn't mean to eavesdrop on him talking on the phone, but what you heard made you feel so sick to your gut,

"No.. Babe, babe.. Please. I need to take her to work, she's already being too suspicious, I gotta do this.. I'll see you after my appointment, okay? I love you too.. Okay, see you."

He turned to see you standing on the stairs, and you looked at him, smiling. Sebastian wants to play dirty? You can play fucking filthy. You're sick of him messing with your head, sick of crying, sick of falling victim to his lies.

"Oh, I change my mind. You can go on without me. I need to meet someone before I go to work.." You said, smiling at him.

"Yeah? Uhh.. Who?"

"Doesn't matter." You head to the door, taking your keys with you, "I probably won't be home tonight, so... You should find a place for you to stay.."

"What? Wait.. Hold on!!" He yelled from behind you, but you quickly got into your car and drove off, leaving a very confused Sebastian on your front door. You're just so done playing the damsel in distress.