Friday came, I had waited my whole life for it, (chuckles) pardon my exaggeration. I thought of how to carry out my mission. What was my mission? Get concrete evidence to either prove Catherine's cheating or she's not cheating. I needed to look for a way to be at the bar unnoticed, I thought of informing Becca, so she could help me spy on them, but it would be the most stupid thing I'd do, Becca will gladly take advantage of the situation. I thought hard on what to do and finally came up with a plan; to disguise myself as a stranger in the bar, so neither Becca nor Catherine would recognize me.

When it was around 8pm, I put on sunshades, a baseball cap and jacket, gloves and shorts. It was not my type of dressing, but I had to, I was a man on a mission. I got to the bar and walked in with my head down. A glance at Becca and I could see she was looking at me, she gazed briefly and took her eyes off, I was sure she didn't recognize me. I made my way towards an empty seat at the corner, I sat there, brought out my phone and acted like I was using it, just to avoid any contact with Becca. She was attending to customers sitting in front of her. Few minutes later, Catherine and her boss walked in. I noticed them and bowed my head down, I didn't want Catherine seeing me, the bar was scanty, it would be easy for her to spot my baseball cap and recognize it. Luckily, she didn't see me, she was too busy laughing with her boss to even notice she passed right in front of where I was seated. They made their way to the table and ordered something, another attendant answered them, Becca was too busy to attend to them, although she did see Catherine and wave at her. I sat there, observing the bar like a stranger, my sunshades were still on.
I witnessed Becca's claim of Catherine having tequila, it looked surreal, I had to take off my shades to see it clearly, Catherine really did gulp down the shot. My phone rang and I slipped it out of my pocket just to find out it was Becca calling, I looked around in search of her but I couldn't see her, I was sure she was definitely calling to inform me of Catherine's presence. I ignored the call and put my phone back into my pocket. After calling thrice without answer, she stopped and not long afterwards, I saw her come in through the back door. I didn't mind that, I was more focused on my woman and her boss who were laughing and touching each other. I felt fury raging in me, like I should take a bottle and go smash it on that bald head of his. I kept my cool and watched along. At a point I got bored and wanted to take my leave, It felt very bizarre acting as a stranger at a bar you patronize often.

After an hour of watching an inconvenient scene, the drama ended with Catherine pecking her boss on the cheek, both got up and walked out of the bar. I stood up and followed them too, as I was about to step out, I heard Becca say, "Hey man, you didn't have anything to drink."
I halted for a moment and couldn't turn back, my shades were off, she would instantly recognize me if she saw my face regardless if I had a cap on. I tilted my head sideways and said, "Thanks, I'm fine. I was waiting for someone and the person didn't show up, so I'm leaving." I deepened my voice so it would sound unrecognizable. I didn't wait for her to say another word, I walked out.

I searched for Catherine and her boss in the streets and found them by his car, holding hands. I looked on from far, it felt like watching an horror movie, my eyes were melting, my heart was pounding, my muscles failed me. I took the cap and the gloves off, I removed my phone from my pocket and dialled Catherine's number, it rang and I could see her taking it out of her purse but she didn't answer. I called again, she looked at it and didn't answer. I stopped dialing and ordered a taxi to her apartment. It felt official to me, Catherine was indeed cheating. While in the taxi, I thought of what to say when she meets me at her home, if I should talk with fury and anger, or I should be calm and ask her about it. The driver noticed how uneasy I was and asked, "Are you alright, man?"
I glanced at him for some seconds and replied, "Yeah, I'm fine."

When I got to Catherine's apartment, her door was locked, so I sat by the stairs, waiting patiently for her, thinking of how I would frame my words and if she eventually denied, I would describe every scene as it happened at the bar to prove she was lying. It would catch her by surprise when she gets down from her boss' car and see me sitting by her stairs. I was ready for the forthcoming drama.

The time was 10:19 pm and Catherine wasn't back yet. I rested my head by the door frame, I had to take the jacket off, it felt uncomfortable. I took my phone and dialled her number and this time, it was switched off. "How could she do this?" a question I asked myself repeatedly. I decided to wait a few minutes before I left.

I went from waiting for a few minutes to the clock ticking towards 11 pm, I was sure Catherine wasn't coming back home, she doesn't stay out late. She was assuredly going to spend the night with her boss. I stood up and walked to the sidewalk, hoping I could get a taxi. After waiting for twenty minutes without seeing a taxi, I decided to walk home, it was going to be a long journey but I didn't mind, I needed to walk away my sorrows that night.