Lying to be loved.

The scene I saw from my second floor bedroom, that looked out to the neighboring houses. I saw for just a brief moment the strangest thing. I saw a man climbing out of the bedroom, of what seemed to be Mr. and Mrs. Stonewell's bedroom; however the man was not Mr. Stonewell. He was younger, perhaps my age? What I saw from them on was that this occurred more often, and that Mr. Stonewell was never home. So of course I came to the conclusion that the Misses, was having a secret affair. I wasn't really close to the Stonewell's but I always thought that they lead a happy life. Just proves to show that not all things are what we think occurs in the world. "Hello, my name is Rebecca Jenkins, and this is how the start of my crazy life began." A few weeks went by, and as I sat on my bed writing about my everyday life on a blog, I always noticed the man who was climbing out the window. It was always dusk and he would always leave minutes before the Mister came home. I who only worked the occasional 5 days a weeks, and never did anything when i got off. I didn't attend college anymore, and had no idea on where my life would be leading me. So was it by fate, coincidence or pure lucky that one night, as I was walking home from work, that managed to hear the Stonewell's arguing about a divorce, when the man who was the root of all the evil ran into me. As I finally stood back up and picking up my purse did I see this man, closely. He was just a few years older than I, but his feature were like the perfect Chisel of a God. His strong jawline, that held just a barely noticeable 5 o' clock shadow, his light brown hair, cut short but still managed to show his stunning deep blue eyes. I could of sworn that I just met and angel, but then common sense kicked in. As the man was about to run off again without even apologizing I lost it. "Hey! You're suppose to apologize after knocking someone over." I yelled at him as I barely managed to grab hold of his arm. He turned to look at me, and then the front door to the Stonewell's opened. Mr. stonewell stood in the doorway yelling to his wife, "Is this the man you been cheating on me with?" When the Misses began to stutter and couldn't spit out the words, I watched as he became angrier and raised his hand. I couldn't stand to see this woman who was so tiny, get hit. "I'm sorry If I caused any inconvenience, Mr. Stonewell. You see this man is my boyfriend, and since my parents don't approve, The misses has been allowing me over to see him. I'm truly sorry." Before I knew what I was saying, I found myself lying to the Man, and protecting the Miss's secret lover. As I humbly apologized, I took my leave and held the man's arm in my hand as we walked down the street. "Could you let go of me, now?" the man spoke. I had all but forgotten that I held the man's arm tightly. "Sorry." "What was that about? I'm not your boyfriend? Are you so desperate that you had to use me. I could of handle that -" Before the man could finish speaking, I was already retaliation the man. "Excuse me, for saving your ass. The way I saw it. That man would have beat the living crap out of you and possibly hurt Mrs. Stonewell. So shut your yap." After taking a deep breathe I calmed myself down. This man was inferior and stubborn, not to mention cocky too.