was involved.
Suddenly his cell rang from the other side of the room. He thought it must be Tanya calling. Maybe she hadn't gone to Rafaelo's after all because she needed to speak to him.
He looked at his cell but didn't recognize the number.
“Hello?”
“Oh, Kurtis it's Catherine. Sorry to ring so late. I knew you got in today and I wondered if you'd had a chance to speak to Tanya.”
“I told you already, I'm meeting her tomorrow for breakfast.”
“Oh yes, that's right. I'm sorry. I didn't wake you did I?”
“No.”
“I guess you have a lot on your mind, right? I just want you to know Kurtis that if this all goes wrong, you find you can't trust Tanya, then remember, I'm your friend. I know you don't love me like you used to. But that's all right. I'll get used to that. If you feel you need a friend, a shoulder to cry on, anything, I'm right here for you. Okay. Goodnight, Kurt.”
“Goodnight.”
Kurtis hung up and dropped himself onto the sofa. He stretched out there, but knew he would not be able to sleep. Tomorrow was not going to be fun and he hoped to God that he could come away from meeting with Tanya and have faith in her again. He loved her too much to let his stubborn pride ruin this for them.
Just then his cell sounded again. A text came through. Catherine or Tanya he wondered and crossed the room to pick up the cell from the corner of the sofa it had wedged itself. This time it was from Tanya. He opened the text message and read it.
“ Kurtis, I think I may have done something stupid. Forgive me. Please. ”
Kurtis read the message several times and each time he read it was only saying one thing to him. Tanya was about to or had just committed suicide and it was all his fault. He didn't answer her calls, he left her thinking that there was no hope. He slapped his hands to his face and looked around frantically for his car keys. How could he have let this happen?
He raced down to the underground car park and started the engine. His tires screeched across the concrete and caused a loud echo. It was only a few blocks away and he'd have his car if he needed to get Tanya to a hospital.
“What have I done? What have I done?” He kept saying the words over and over under his breath. He didn't stop at either of the red lights on the way, but pulled to a halt outside her building, parking his car across two available parking spaces . He ran as quickly as he could, taking two steps a time up to the main door.
He hurried up the stairs to the first floor. He sped along the corridor to Tanya's door and found that it was unlocked and open. Someone has gotten here already were his first thoughts. Maybe she'd messaged one of her girlfriends. But as he stepped inside he walked onto something soft. He looked down, and picked up a jacket, one he didn't recognize but he was sure it belonged to a man.
Kurtis was puzzled. The place was in darkness apart from a light coming from under the bedroom door. He rushed at it but stopped when he heard voices.
Who was with Tanya, he wondered. Had someone already called the doctor?
He knocked on the closed door and the voices stopped. He opened it and could not believe what he saw.
“Kurtis!” James said, sitting up in Tanya's bed. Tanya rolled onto her back and exposed her breasts. “This is awkward. I'm sure Tanya wasn't expecting you tonight, were you, honey?”
“No,” Tanya croaked and tried to sit up.
“We had a lot to drink as you can see,” James said. “I thought you two were having breakfast tomorrow morning.” He went to cover Tanya. She opened her half-shut eyes and stared at Kurtis, trying to bring him into focus.
“Kurtis?” she said. “What are you...?”
“What am I doing here? You sent me a message, or was that James?”
“What message...I...” She sat up and looked at James who was shrugging her shoulders. “Oh no, no, no. No, Kurtis this isn't how it looks. James get the hell out of my bed.” She stumbled to get out of