To Tell a Tale
"Jed!" Abbey stalked through the hallways after her husband. "Stop, please. We need to talk about this."
"I have nothing to say to you about this anymore." Jed continued with his fast pace.
"I screwed up. I'm sorry." Abbey began to run, to keep up. "If I could take it back, if I could fix this mess-"
"But you can't." Jed shouted. "You can't do it. You can't fix it. So leave me the hell alone."
Abbey sighed as she slowed herself down. Coming to a complete stop, she watched as Jed disappeared behind a corner. Then she slowly turned herself around and walked back to their room... alone.
Sinking into her bed, Abbey wallowed in self-pity for a good few minutes before she made a move to pick the phone up.
On the other end, CJ's voice answered, "CJ Cregg, how can I help you?"
"CJ, it's Abbey. I need to ask a favor of you."
"What is it?"
"Can you set a press conference up for me, for tomorrow morning?"
"I suppose I can, but why..."
"And don't tell my husband, either."
"Good morning." Abbey said, stepping up to the podium in the press briefing room. Immediately cameras flashed and reporters began to shout. "I'll take questions when I'm done. " She paused.
"The other day, while visiting with some old friends from school, things were said that shouldn't have been said." Abbey looked up and gazed into a light bulb of one of the cameras. "They shouldn't have been said, because they were a lie. They were a lie. I lied to my friends. I lied about your president. There is no possible way that I can be any more sorry than I am. I never expected for any of the wrong ears to hear my lies, nor for it to turn into such a big scandal. But it has, and for that I'm sorry. I would like to take this opportunity to apologize once more to my husband, and to my friends. I shouldn't have lied, I'm sorry."