Don't Just Call, Make It Happen by Kayleigh Turner
I was pacing the room. Why hadn�t he called? Where are you? I walked downstairs and rang 1471 for what seemed like the millionth time that day. No new numbers just the last long call from Finn. Why oh why does life have to be so complicated? Why can�t I just end it with Finn? Then I remembered the reason, I�m in love with him but I love Rob too in a different way.

I walked up the stairs and passed all the photos on the wall. I stopped by our wedding photo. Oh Rob what went wrong? Then I realised I�d said that aloud. I looked around; feeling embarrassed, even though I knew there was no one else in the house. I sat down on the stairs holding the frame in my hands. I sat and stared. The next sound I heard was a car pulling up outside. I quickly hung the picture back up on the wall and walked to the kitchen. I sat in the chair waiting for Rob�s keys to jangle in the lock and for him to walk in, complaining loudly about the idiot he works for and how annoying the clients he saw today were.

Instead I saw a familiar figure at the door. I ran towards the door, as I passed the staircase I looked up and stopped. What am I doing? I thought. I turned to walk back into the kitchen thinking maybe he hadn�t seen me when the letterbox flipped open. �I know you�re there Comfort, I�ve seen you. Open the door and let me in girl!� What do I do? I stood swaying between the front door and the kitchen. I want to run away and hide. �Go away Finn, I can�t talk to you now, Rob will be back any minute.� I was lying through my teeth and I hated it, but desperate times call for desperate measures. He knew I was lying, he seemed to go away and I walked back upstairs, lay down on the bed and cried.

I cried for Finn, it wasn�t fair hurting him like this, he must think I�m such a cow but deep down I think he knows I like him. I hope he does. He must do. I�ve done it again, thought aloud.

I cried for Rob. I hate myself for doing this, carrying on the affair. My only consolation is that he doesn�t know so he can�t be hurting. Or can he? Don�t think like that, I scolded myself. It has to end, and now. No I can�t do it. As I started to sit up, I fell back.

It sounds awful but most of all I was crying for myself. It�s selfish and unforgivable but at that very moment I felt so sorry for myself. I wanted to run and hide but I knew that wasn�t possible it would only cause more trouble than staying. I have to face the music, tell Rob about the affair and tell Finn it�s over. It�s going to be hard but it has to be done.

I lay back and for the first time in a long time I felt calm and relieved. I started to drift into a gentle dreamless sleep when I was rudely awakened by the phone.
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