Free Sharing the Sheets by Natalie Weber

help? If you’re looking for Regina I can’t help you,” she replied with an attitude as if I was the worst person in the world.
    â€œDamn, what did I do now?”
    â€œWhy don’t you ask her? I don’t understand how you don’t know what you did. Try acting like the man she wants instead of the man who’s causing her to spend a night at a hotel because of a fight you initiated.”
    I was confused. I thought Regina was spending the night with her. I got serious. “Amanda, what are you talking about? Wasn’t Regina with you last night?”
    â€œUmmm, listen you need to talk to Regina. I’m letting you know, as a dear friend, whatever it is that you guys are fighting about it’s going to make you lose her. She told me not to take your call, but I think you need to know you are about to lose the love of your life.”
    I kept quiet.
    â€œWhat did you do this time? How many nights is she going to spend in a hotel? Do you even care?” By her questions, I could tell she had her Nancy Grace hat on.
    I almost dropped the phone. I didn’t want to believe what she was asking. Am I that blind to her goings and comings? I questioned myself.
    â€œMark? Mark, are you even listening to me?”
    â€œActually, Amanda, I have no clue what the hell you’re talking about. I have one question for you: was Regina at your house or not last night into this morning?” I felt my pulse accelerate. My mind started to race. I’ve been with her so long. How could I not see this? I thought it was about the ring. What the fuck is really going on?
    â€œUmmm, I can’t say yes or no. I ca—”
    â€œAmanda.” My voice became louder. “Amanda, you are not in a courtroom so stop covering your ass. Don’t forget who got you in that law firm. I’ve known you longer than Regina. If it weren’t for me your ass would still be living in East New York and paying MTA like a car note. The least you can do is show me some loyalty.” By her throat clearing and stumbling with words I knew there was definitely something she was keeping from me. I chimed in on her again: “Well, is there something I’m missing, Amanda?”
    â€œI . . . I . . . I’m sorry, Mark. I—”
    â€œIf you can’t be truthful about one simple question, then I just may want to come clean about everything.” After I said that I knew she would have to give up whatever Regina was hiding.
    A long time ago we had a chance encounter while I and Regina were going through a rough spill. She was drunk and horny and I was in a bitter revenge mode. At the time she and Regina hadn’t even met yet. It was all coincidental that they ever met. Just so happened that we all ended up at the same client’s party only one week after Amanda and I were intimate. She was the only other woman I really cheated with. I was a big flirt, but never went any further than words and smiles. When I bumped into her at the party it was a huge surprise and secretly written on my face that I didn’t want our association known.
    â€œDamn, that’s a low blow. First, I don’t want you destroying the one real friendship I have. Second, how long are you going to hold that shit over my head?”
    â€œHold what? The fact that I was the one who helped you change your life so that you could get out of the ghetto and receive some respect for the lawyer you are, or that you fucked your best friend’s man? If I didn’t know any better I would think you befriended Regina more just to get closer to me. Am I right?”
    She screamed while I laughed. She was angry and boiling over like a teapot. It was funny to me how women would act. Or should I say certain women. Every moment Amanda had she did her very best to offer her goods. After many attempts she got the hint that when I was around she wasn’t. The only time we were in the same room together was in