Unintended

Unintended. That's what it was. Unintended. I only wanted him for one night, nothing more. Of course, he had a different opinion. I mean, of course he did after what I said to get him that one night.

"How could you do this to me?" He asked, blatantly stating his confusion. I shrugged.

"I thought you knew," I said. Okay, it was a sorry insensitive excuse. I admit.

"How could I have known? You were so busy saying how much you cared for me!" He was yelling now. God, he's loud. He's loud in bed too, but this is a different kind of loud. An angry loud, almost a violent loud.

"You really thought I cared? God, don't you listen to what goes around? How many times have you heard that I was with a guy for one night then ditched them?" I asked. His friends warned them, I knew they had. I'd heard it countless times, they thought they were being subtle. He looked down, knowing they were right.

"That's right," I said "Too many to count,"

"Yes! Too many to count! You're proud of that?" He asked. I shook my head.

"It was all a game! One night! That's all I needed! One night! You can't just deal with that?" I asked, now I was yelling too.

"A game? I was a pawn in a game of chess? I was a fucking game? Well while you were playing your game I fell in love! But you don't know what it means to love do you?" I didn't think he could get any louder. Apparently I was wrong. I was very wrong. He turned and left. The silence that followed was so loud, so deafening. I hung my head as a single tear rolled down my cheek. The thing he didn't understand was, while I was playing the game, he wasn't the only one who fell in love. I started to belive the things I said. Most of the things I said, I really do love him. I really did fall in love with him. It was unintended. Everything was Unintended.