Bipolar Advenures of Mark and Ellen "The Break Up"

Mark and Ellen had been together for what seemed like at least seven years. Mark looked at Ellen while she sat staring at the T.V. Her hair was long and blond with springy little curls and when she smiled her nose would wrinkle up. He loved the way she laughed, it seemed to fill the room with an angelic presense. He stood there staring at her until she stirred and sat up to face him.
"What is it Mark? Why are you staring at me like that?" Ellen sat up and began to feel fidgety and warm.
"Ellen. There is something I have to tell you. Something, that may make you hate me." Mark began, feeling a warm sensation beginning to burn inside him.
"What? Oh my God Mark, what!?" Ellen began to become frantic, her mind was making up all sorts of things. Did he cheat on her? Was he going away and leaving her? She just knew he was leaving her for another woman. She couldn't take the pressure and stormed from the room crying heavily.
Mark watched as Ellen became more and more frantic, working herself into a frenzy as she left the room. Perhaps he wouldn't tell her? He could just say it was nothing. Listening to her sobs in the next room was almost unbearable for him. Not taking another moment he rushed into the room and took Ellen in his arms.
"It's nothing...Ellen...I just wanted to tell you...I love you...that's all." Mark looked at Ellens teary eyes and held her as her sobbing dulled down.
"Why would I hate you if you said that?" She smiled, pulling away.
Marks mind began scraming "I'm cheating on you! I'm cheating on you!", although his eyes simply did not show it. He just pulled Ellen to him once again and said nothing as she began snuggling him while making him smile. Ellen always made Mark smile.
It wasn't that Mark wanted to cheat on Ellen. He simply could not help himself. She was so giving and loving and nieve. He just didn't want to hurt her. Temptation was a much stronger force in Marks mind. Perhaps if he could hide it long enough he would simply outgrow the urge to be with any woman that threw herself his way. If he could just keep Ellen long enough he knew he would be able to turn away from temptation one day. His new task was making it so Ellen didn't find out. He would do anything within his power to keep her sheltered from it. Telling her was not the answer, although his conscience would eat away at him, he would tell himself, it was for her own good. Besides he loved her, even if he couldn't stop himself from going out on her all the time. If she found out, he would simply deny it. Make her think it was her fault, or simply make her feel as though she was making it up in her mind. He was good at that and already had Ellen believing handfulls of lies. It was part of his disorder, that is what he would say. As Mark and Ellen snuggled that night together, Mark studied Ellen in her sleep. He couldn't help but wonder, if she was thinking the same thing.