[junebaby]

I took around half an hour to compose myself. If I was the cause of April's eventual divorce, I wouldn't know how to react. But if it really was because of me, then it was most certain that Mike also knew about me and John, and my entire secret life as an escort.

Mike was back in his room playing games while I was lounging on the sofa going through nothing in particular on Netflix.

I finally picked up my phone to read the texts.

April: You bitch!

April: How have you been?

April: It's been so long! I missed you so much!

April: I got so much to tell you!

April: Hello? You there?

April: Helloooooo

Thank goodness she didn't know anything.

Me: Hey babe! Let's catch up!

My phone rang. It was April.

April: Hey bitch. Text me then don't reply.

Me: Oh. I fell asleep.

April: In the middle of the day?

Me: Long night.

April: Wah. Mike keeping you up at night ah. So lucky.

Me: No la.

April: When you want to catch up? Actually, why suddenly contact me out of the blue? You disappeared for so long. I thought I did something to piss you off.

Me: Ah. Was struggling with work and some other issues.

April: Chey. Must be Mike breaking his bonds.

Me: Yeah.

April: Anyway, I haven't seen your new house!

Me: It's hardly new. But I didn't have a house warming anyway.

April: Where is it?

Me: XXXXX.

April: Oh you managed to get a BTO there? So lucky!

Me: Yeah. What about you? Where are you and John staying now?

I decided to test the water further.

April: Ah. I'm actually looking for my own place now. Resale probably.

Me: Huh?? What's wrong with your current place? And John?

April: Urgh. Don't talk to me about that lying son of a bitch.

Me: Oh no. Are you ok?

April: Yeah I'm ok now. Wanted to talk to you back when it happened. But we weren't talking so I didn't disturb you.

Me: Sounds bad. We should catch up and chat.

April: What are you doing tonight?

I mentally checked my calendar. It was unlikely Tom was coming over for a threesome. Surely he needed to recover too.

Me: I'm free.

April: Slumber party at your place?

Me: Like we did when we were teenagers?

April: Yup!

Me: I need to get rid of my husband first. But he's playing games 24/7 anyway.

April: You sure?

Me: Yeah. I got snacks and drinks. We can Netflix as well.

April: Ok! I'll drop by after dinner or something.

Me: Sure!

April: See you later!

Me: See you!

That was odd. Either she knew, and she was coming to murder me, or she really wanted to catch up. Maybe I have become more suspicious these days for no reason at all.

I went to Mike's room.

Me: Hey, I somehow reconnected with April. We're having a slumber party tonight. Could you go out and stay out or something?

Mike: Huh? Where can I go? I'll just stay in my room?

Me: Go fuck Alicia or Jasmine or something.

Mike: Are you serious?

Me: Yes. I want an empty house.

On hindsight, it wasn't such a good idea. What if April really wanted to murder me for fucking her husband? My body would only be discovered the next day.

Mike: I don't want to go over to their place.

Me: Hello? I just gave you a hall pass to go do whatever you want. Just go?

Mike: What if they don't want to?

Me: Call Tom. I'm sure with you two there you'll be welcome with open legs.

Mike: Very funny.

Me: Serious. I wanna be with April alone. She said something about her relationship with John. It might be a long bitching session.

Mike: You're going to bitch about me too?

Me: Of course.

Mike: Ah. Erm. Sure. Let me ask Alicia.

He took his phone and typed a message, waiting for a reply.

Mike: Ok. She's ok with me going over. But she said I better be able to do it all night.

Me: What the…

Mike: See. I told you I don't want to go.

Me: Can you do it all night?

Mike: I think so?

Me: Mark was saying something about sex pills. Maybe you can try.

Mike: Hahaha what? He needs them?

Me: I think it's all in the mind. But he said he's been having some problems recently. I think it's really because of the situation.

Mike: Ah. Poor guy.

Me: So please go and leave me the house.

Mike: You really really sure?

Me: Oh god. Even if you fuck Alicia, Jasmine, Crystal, Felicia, Shirlyn, Rebecca, Nat or whoever else the whole night, you'll come back feeling guilty and I'm the one who benefits. Right?

Mike: If I'm still alive I guess.

Me: Then go. I want to catch up with my best friend who went missing for so long.

Mike: I think it's you who went missing for so long.

Me: Yeah fine. Whatever. Don't come home till I tell you to.

Mike: Right…

Me: It's Sunday tomorrow, I'm sure it'll be fine.

Mike: Alright then.

Mike went back to playing his game and I went to take a nap first. Probably might need to keep all the knives again, in case April really wanted to murder me.

After a light dinner, Mike really headed out, but didn't exactly tell me where he was going, so I just assumed he was headed over to Jasmine's place.

Slightly before 9, my door bell rang and I opened the door.

April: Hey bitch!

She was carrying a few plastic bags of snacks and drinks. I don't recall her being that strong, but I could hear the bottles clinking away in the bag.

April: Help me la!

Me: Oops.

I took the bags and placed them on the dining table.

April still looked like April. Still dressed like April. But something was not the same.

I stared at her curvier body as she bent down to untie her shoelaces.

She stepped into the house and I reached out.

April: Oi!!!

I grabbed her left boob.

Me: Ah ha!

April: Simi??

Me: You had surgery.

She pushed my hand away, caressing her boob. Maybe I squeezed too hard.

April: Is it that obvious? Hahahaha.

Me: I was actually trying to see if your bra was padded.

April: No lor.

Me: When? And why?

April: Last year. Why? Why not?

Me: Why yes?

April: Not everybody has boobs like yours?

Me: I never thought you were jealous type.

April: Hello? I'm so much slimmer and prettier but everybody was just looking at your chest.

Me: Since when?

April: Since primary 1.

Me: Ya right. I didn't have boobs in primary 1. Don't be gross.

April: Since JC la! When there were actually boys around.

Me: I never realised.

April: Ya. You always so blur. Where's Mike?

Me: With friends? I thought it would be better if we had the whole place to ourselves.

April: Huh? Why?

Me: To catch up?

April: Oh. Not because you're inviting some hot young guys over?

Me: Huh???

April: Kidding la! Eh wait. You got hot young guys to introduce or not? Single ones.

Me: Not really. You still haven't told me what happened.

April: Long story. I'll tell you after I use your toilet.

Me: Ok.

She headed to the common toilet.

April: Hey! How come Mike's stuff is all in here? You guys don't share a toilet?

Me: Nope.

April: Are you having problems?

Me: Nope.

April: Does he have his own bedroom as well?

Me: Nope.

April: Weird.

I heard the sound of something hitting the water with a plop.

Me: Are you shitting???

April: Yes.

Me: Wah lau! Close the door la! I can smell it from here.

April: Oops.

The door slammed shut and I unpacked the stuff she bought. Loads of chips, and a couple too many bottles of soju. I wondered what the fascination was, but I put them in the fridge anyway.

I suppose it would be an interesting night.