Nothing, for now. [Cypher's Tales]

“You aren’t going to tell Izzy, right?” Owen says, stupidly while I am deep in thought.

His utterance was all I needed to push that heart wrenching attraction I have for him away. Not only should he know that I love Izzy and wouldn’t try to hurt her any more than I already have, but his statement proves to me that he is willing to just have fun with me and then go back to Izzy like nothing ever happened. Asshole…

I don't know why that hurt me so much, this should be a blessing. I can salvage my friendship with Izzy. I got to know what the man of my dreams was like in bed. And Izzy and Owen’s relationship now has this weird, festering, tumorous secret that somehow is supposed to help them in the long run. Why do I feel so God damned upset about all this then?

I close the door without another word and walk off into my apartment building. I watch Owen from my window as he eventually pulls out of the parking lot. My attention turns to the unread message on my phone that I had been avoiding.

It read: “Hey, just checking in. How was the show… I don’t want things to be awkward, so I’d really love to hang out when you’re back. I promise I won’t pry… too much… haha.”

I sigh with a little relief that Izzy still seems to be on board with what I did. She, of course, doesn’t know the extent of it. The thought of telling her is far too horrifying to ever do it. Hearing from Izzy has cleared my thoughts a little. I love Izzy and I was doing this for her… not for me. I got my questions—and desires—about Owen answered… many times. and I now need to be happy with just that.

I replied to her: “The show was good… a little awkward but I can’t wait to C U. Owen just dropped me off so I’m sure he will B back soon. Elle’s later?”

We organised to meet up at 4:30 so I spent the next few hours stressing and panicking about whether Owen would smell like sex or whether we made a mess in the back of his car. There were so many things to worry about and the idea of her finding out and confronting me at the cafe was horrible.

But when it finally came time and Izzy hugged me tightly when we met that afternoon, I felt all of my tension fall away from me at once.

“Hey,” I say, pulling away from her hug.

We sit down with coffee and Izzy gives me a knowing smile. I can’t help but to smile back.

“So?” she says ambiguously.

“So what? I chuckle in response.

“Come on Mel, don’t be a prude, he was good, wasn’t he?” she says with a grin.

I couldn’t keep the smile from my face. “Fine, yes… he was good, Happy?”

“Yes… I am happy. I am happy to have a friend that would do something like this to save my ass… Owen is happy too by the way,” Izzy says, raising an eyebrow. “Although, I can’t exactly ask ‘how good was Melissa’s pussy’... unfortunately," she added before laughing.

I chuckled uncomfortably. It was strange seeing Izzy like this because I knew how nervous she had been beforehand. I didn’t think she really wanted this to happen, she was just ****. But now… now she is like a schoolgirl wanting to swap stories, all excited to know how naughty I had been. To be honest, it really lowered my defenses.

“So… what next? Are you going to tell him?” I ask.

“Tell him what?... Oh!... I don’t know. I was actually way more stressed about everything before you guys went. Knowing that my husband at least came home and wasn’t trying to run away with you has actually been a bigger relief than I can explain,” she says smiling and sipping her coffee.

“What do you mean, like, you aren’t sure whether you are going to tell him... at all?” I asked in confusion.

“I don’t know. I mean if I hadn’t cheated on him and you had slept with him, I’d probably just pretend I didn’t know,” she chuckled.

I almost spit out my coffee and cough as it goes down the wrong way.

“What? I wouldn’t have slept with him if you didn’t cheat on him?” I say, not understanding her.

“I don’t mean like that, I mean If I had asked you to…”

Hearing Izzy say this confuses me. I don’t know what she’s trying to say. Izzy is acting so strangely that I am getting weirdly upset and I don't know why. Something about this feels like she's not being truthful to me.