Mistletoe Miracles

Chapter 2

Driving into the underground parking lot of my condo, I take a deep breath as I looked at the car pulling out of my parking space. I knew that car all too well as my neighbor Karen, a woman who I have had to say a few words with about using my parking space instead of her own. Her argument is that I am never home to use my space, so she takes liberty with it. I have warned her that if I caught her car parked in my spot, I would have it towed at her cost, much to her anger. It seems that I almost got to do just that had she not been on her way out to her job. Karen honks at me and I flip her off, glaring at her before parking my car and getting out. God, Karen makes even Buddy the Elf want to throw lumps of coals at her for her entitlement.

Gathering my things from the back seat, I quickly lock my car before heading towards the entrance. Luckily for me, the elevator was already opening up to allow a few people out, and I waved at my neighbors before stepping into the metal box and pressing the button for my floor. Thankfully, no one else calls for the elector and the ride up is smoother than expected, as if the universe understood just how much I needed to be in Jacob's arms right now. As soon as the doors open onto my floor, I speed walk towards the only door on the left, towards my condo, and quietly unlock the door.

As soon as I quietly open the door, I notice the lights are still on, but that is not what causes me to take my phone out and press record. Walking into my condo, I had kicked a pair of shoes, shoes that were bright red stilettos that I do not own. Tiptoeing my way through the condo, the sound of slow, erotic music floats towards me. It's location, my bedroom.

I keep my phone directed toward the door, keep my steps as light and as silent as I can until I reach my bedroom. I thought I would have a hard time getting what I pray isn't actually happening on camera, but as always, Jacob left the door slightly ajar. That annoying little habit that drove me nuts seems to be in my favor tonight. With my phone pointed in the direction of my bed, I watch in horror at the sight in front of me.

There, in front of me, is my boyfriend of three years balls deep into a woman I know all to well. My best friend and fellow Doctor Jessica Brings screams out his name, begging him to go harder, deeper into her while wearing what appears to be Christmas lingerie. Without thinking, I slam open the door, shocking the two as the wooden slab slams into the wall behind it.

"Marissa!" Jacob exclaims, eyes wide as I look at the two people I consider the most important people of my life.

"How long?" Is all I ask as Jessica and Jacob struggle to jump apart, one taking a pillow and hiding his dripping c**k, the other using my comforter to cover her body.

"Marissa, I can explain." Jacob says as he steps towards me, a look of guilt on his face. I stop him, holding out my hand as I step back to keep the two cheaters in frame as I continue to film.

"You can explain why your d**k was inside my best friend?" I asked with a scoff, surprised at how cold and calm my voice is.

"How about the two of you get the f**k out of my condo before I call the police for trespassing." I state before Jacob could answer, not ready to hear what he had to say.

"Mars -" He begins, using the nickname he gave me.

"No, Jacob. You don't get to talk to me. You don't get to f*****g say anything. Pack your s**t and get out before I call the police." I shout back, finally feeling the rage, hurt, and betrayal that their cheating has caused. Jessica says nothing, her gaze kept on her lap as Jacob lets out a frustrated sigh. Thankfully, he is smart enough to understand that whatever he says will just make me angrier. Instead, he gets Jessica up off of my bed, forcing her to help him pack. I record the whole ordeal, the anger slowly ebbing as tears threaten to spill.

It takes an hour and ten large black garbage bags, but Jacob leaves my condo with Jessica in tow, the two not meeting my gaze. As soon as I was alone in my condo, I end the recording and quickly email it to myself before crumbling to my knees. Sobs wrack my body as I let myself break. Let the hurt and betrayal of being cheated on sink in.

I had been hoping for a proposal this Christmas. Hoping to have a holiday filled with celebration and so much love.

Instead, I now find myself in a cold condo and a bed I couldn't being myself to sleep in