He Picked the Wrong Bus

While I was driving my bus, I spotted my boyfriend's car ahead. He was kissing the woman he had always been hung up on. I could not help tapping the horn.

That was all it took. He and his dream girl stepped out and blocked my bus in the middle of the road.

I glanced at the passengers behind me. I could not afford to delay everyone, so I swallowed my pride and asked him to move his car.

She lifted her chin, her voice dripping with arrogance.

“Not happening. Unless you get off that bus and apologize to me right here, you're not going anywhere.”

Traffic was completely jammed. There was no way forward and no way back. My face went pale, but I had no choice except to lower my head and prepare to apologize.

My boyfriend grew impatient.

"Why are you still standing there? Get down and apologize to Sally. Right now."

Humiliated, I inched my way towards the door. However, the doors unexpectedly swung open and the passengers rushed out of the bus.

“Do you think we have time for this? I'm already late for school. Are you going to take responsibility?”

“My perfect attendance this month is ruined because of you. You two are unbelievable!”

“If you shameless idiots want to act like this, don't blame us for getting physical!”

I was holding the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white.

The reason was right in front of me: a familiar black Audi A6. It was my boyfriend Wade Charlton's car, and I knew its license plate by heart.

Right then, a woman with long hair was sitting next to him, hugging him around the neck like they were best friends.

Wade was driving, but he was also smiling and moving closer to her.

They kissed, even though cars were zooming by at sixty miles an hour.

It looked like something from a TV show about love, and it would have been romantic if I was not Wade's girlfriend.

I stared at them, feeling like my brain had stopped working.

My thumb was right on the car horn.

Without thinking, I pressed it.

"Beep—"

The loud beep startled Wade and the woman.

The Audi wobbled, and Wade quickly fixed the steering wheel. Then he looked over at me.

Our eyes locked.

His smile disappeared, turning into shock and then worry.

The woman was Sally Larson. I knew her. She was Wade's old crush from high school.

Wade had said her name once when he was drunk. I got upset, but he told me it was just silly talk and that he was over her.

Sally also looked at me.

When she realized it was me, she seemed shocked briefly. Then she smirked and leaned on Wade in front of me.

I felt sick to my stomach.

"Ma'am, why are we crawling along? Are we going to move or what?"