My palm is all sweaty and it somehow how keeps finding its way to my jeans; to rub off the sweat on it for the umpteenth time this evening. Smashing my head on the steering wheel, I get out of the car.

The drive here wasn't that long, I've never been here before but somehow Laura managed to find the place with no problem at all.
The door man easily let me through asking no questions at all. The building is tall and grey in colour, the inside is a contrast of the outside. With it's white walls, bright light bulbs and very expensive looking interior design.

My heart beat quickens as my fingers press the number of the floor to his apartment.

You can do this Kat.

My head tells me one thing but my fidgeting fingers and loud breathing tells me another.

Who am I kidding? I can't do this.

But the revelation comes a tad bit late as the elevator comes to a halt and the door slides open.

Alright, you have to do this.

I walk towards the white door with the given house number plate.

Ding Dong!

A heavy breath is let out as I wait for the door to open.

Ding Dong!

Isn't he home?

Nervousness takes over and I begin to rethink this whole idea.
Marisol and Laura had dressed me up specially for this, 'sexy' they say. I have to look sexy so he knows what he'd be missing.

With my hair let down, tight dark blue gown on, -from Laura's wardrobe- , and black strap heels to match. I look like a classy version of a call girl; Laura's words not mine.

Laura seems to be doing better than yesterday, I have Mari take care of her in case she tries to do something stupid. With her constant mood swings, it's hard to tell with her.

My finger presses the door bell once again.

This is hopeless.

Just as I'm about to turn and leave, the door opens up to reveal Scott in a dark blue tan top and brown shorts.

Focus Kat! Don't drool at his muscles.

"Hey?" He greets. His surprised expression evident.

"Hey to you too." My eyes look anywhere but at him.

"You look amazing!" He exclaims.

He comes forward to envelope me in a hug but I step back. A frown forms on his lips.

"I can't believe you're here." He stops. "Um what are you doing here? Not that I'm not ha-"

"I know," I say, interrupting him from finishing his statement.

He quirks a brow, he looks confused but I know better now. He can't fool me with his nice act anymore.

"Why don't you come in, there's someone I want you to meet." He suggests.

He wants me to meet her?!?

Clenching and unclenching my fists, I resist the urge to punch him in the face.

"How could you?" I voice out. Keeping my voice as passive as possible.

"I know it seems too soon but I didn't know she was coming, and since you're here, you could meet her."

"You want me to meet her?"

"Yes, I would love you to meet my favourite person in the world."

He has got to be kidding me!

My teeth grits harder, my fists clench and unclench continuously, then finally a heavy breath is let out once I feel my temper has reduced to the point where I can think before acting.

"Are you okay?" He questions.

"I want to call quits." I rush out.

Silence ensued.

"You're breaking up with me?"

Biting my lower lip, my head slowly nods in response.

"Why?"

His eyes find mine, filled with so much hurt as he runs his hand through his hair and looks away.

"I know about the phone call, about her." I huff.

He turns to face me once more, his hands casually slides into his pocket.

"Her? What phone call?"

Why is he still denying it?

"Oh my God just stop it! You're making this hard for me." I shake my head.

"Hard for you? You're not the one who's girlfriend dresses up all so sexy and tempting,then makes an unannounced visit to his house just to break up with him?"

Words refuse to voice out, so I just stare.
The veins in his forehead are popping out, his eyes are overwhelmed with sadness that he's not bothering to hide.

"What's this really about Kat?"

My finger finds their way to my mouth and I nibble on a nail. I can't bare to look at him anymore so I have my eyes set on the ground.

"The night you slept over, I overhead you telling someone you love them over the phone."

He heaves.

"So you assume I am cheating on you?"

Silence.

"Unbelievable. That was my mom, she flew in for an unexpected visit that morning and asked me to come pick her up from the airport."

He heaves out a breath.

"Everything these days is unexpected. I wanted you to meet my mom not my unreal side chick."

Reality dawns on me. I just accused my boyfriend of cheating on me with his mother.

"I haven't called you because my mom hates when I pay more attention to my phone than her."

Oh fuck my life!

"I'm an idiot." The words come out low and slow.

"Kat, I would never cheat on you."

"Scott. I-"

"Scott?" A gentle feminine voice calls out. Interrupting the moment.

A short slender woman comes into view, her hair is black with a few strands of visible grey hair. She has on a smile that resembles Scott's.

"Well hello there mate," She says, her greeting directed to me.

"Hello." I reply.

"You must be Kat." She pulls me in for a warm hug.
"Wow you shagged yourself a fine one I see." She nudges Scott in the ribs and he forces a smile.

No further words are voiced out from the two of us. It's unbelievable she doesn't notice the obvious tension that hung above us on a dangling string.

"Why don't you join us for dinner dear."

My eyes widen at her invitation.

"I um-"

"No need to be shy around me. I wouldn't get in the way of you and my son's business." She winks at the last part and my next mouth drops open.

"Mom." Scott begins. "Kat and I need to talk for a moment."

"Oh! Well I'll leave you two to it." Mrs Williams says before exiting into the house.

"I'm sorry." I say, the moment I'm sure his mother is out of sight.

Scott envelopes me in his arms, an act that confused but I responded but hugging him back, tightly.
He takes me by surprise when his lips find mine, kissing me with so much fierce and compassion. I respond the same.

He pulls out and stares at me. His eyes filled with so much hurt; more than mine.

"I love you." He says out the blue.
"But you don't trust me."

I step away from him.

"I understand."