All he mourned was the pizza. I'm sitting there my legs crossed on his faux leather couch holding a glass of champagne in my left hand and a slice of Hawaiian pizza in the other.
He sat down, he was fidgeting with his jersey. He finally looked up at me with his gorgeous big brown eyes. He seemed uneasy. His face was always easy to interpret.
He began to ridicule me for having pineapple on my pizza in a flirtatious manner. He stopped abruptly almost angry with himself.
He then proceeded to slowly rise from the couch with a sense of purpose and say that he's been cheating...
He sighed with relief to have gotten that off his chest...
I sat in utter disbelief.
He sat back down and began to devour his Meatlover's pizza like a saint. He behaved as if he hadn't said anything that needed to be discussed further.
I was bewildered and felt as if anger was creeping up from my insides. My stomach was suddenly digesting a knife.
He continued chatting on about his day and the strange shape the clouds were, completely oblivious to my distress. I always admired him for his optimism and child - like outlook on life.
In this moment however he just seemed ignorant.
I started with the champagne. I threw it on his expensive carpet. I screamed in agony! I had never been cheated on before and had no idea how to react.
He just sat there startled but he had finally gone silent. I picked up the pizza box and threw it across the lounge. He cried out "Not the pizza"
I looked him in his muddy eyes with such rage, I swear, I heard thunder rumble in the distance. "YOU betrayed me! HOW DARE YOU CHEAT ON ME! It's over!"
He still sat there like a confused toddler with his hands in his lap. I got up and grabbed my wallet, phone and keys off the glass coffee table and stormed for the door.
As I was about to slam it behind me, he said "I just thought I would let you know that I have been eating gluten and cheating on my diet,
I know you care about my health but maybe too much" he snickered "but okay, go well" I was so embarrassed. I ran out into the street.
What still bothers me to this day is that even though he lost his longest relationship and his first boyfriend all he mourned was the pizza?