The Reason Why It's Over

I held my breathe as I heard the door to the apartment open.

The apartment that did not belong to me.

Clearly, snooping in my ex-boyfriend's apartment had not been the best idea. I was a bit confused, however. He shouldn't have been home for another hour. I hated the fact that while we had been together, he had been so predictable, but as soon as he dumped me, he developed a thing for spontaneity.

"Oh my God," I said out loud, the realization of what I was doing finally hitting me. "Dakota is going to walk in here and find me going through his dresser drawers. Oh. My. God."

I took several deep breaths and tried not to panic. I searched the room frantically for a hiding place. I backed up as quietly and quickly as I could and forced myself into the small space that Dakota called a closet. Yeah right. It could hardly fit a week's worth of clothes in it, let alone a full-grown woman.

Footsteps echo off the tile, and I can tell that Dakota is walking towards the kitchen. I press my ear to the back wall of the closer, which happens to be the kitchen. Then I realize that Dakota is not the only person in the apartment. There is a conversation taking place that I can barely hear, and I know Dakota is not talking to and answering himself.

"I just couldn't bear to tell her," Dakota says.

A familar female voice responds, "Well, I think you should talk to her." It belongs to Dakota's best friend Macey. Tall, gorgeous blond Macey. Perfect hair, perfect legs, perfect period. I had always hated her.

"Why would I do that? It's too late," Dakota argued.

"If you don't tell her, she's going to assume something crazy, like you were cheating on her with me. Which i'm sure is what she's thinking right about now."

That was exactly what I thought. Macey was his best female friend- they'd grown up as children- and I always had a hard time believing that he truly loved me when she always seemed to come first. When Dakota had decided to end our relationship, I had assumed Macey had something to do with it. But if I was hearing correctly, he hadn't been cheating on me!

"She wouldn't really think that, would she? She's smarter than that."

Macey laughed. "I wouldn't be so sure of that. She's a woman, and women are, by nature, jealous creatures. If I was her, I would hate me."

Boy, this woman was good. Hearing her say these things made me almost like her..

"If I tell her it will just make things worse. At least this way, she can hate me. If I tell her the truth, it will just make things that much harder for us."

"Maybe so, but I'm telling you, honesty is the best policy."

"She won't believe me. And finding something like that out will destroy her. I don't want that. I can't put her through this. She really loves me."

Damn right I do, I thought. And not knowing for sure why he'd ended things was driving me crazy.

"You know, you don't make any sense. At least this way you could still be friends."

"Are you CRAZY? You think we'll be friends after I tell her we have the same MOTHER?"

And that's the last thing I hear before I faint dead away.