Chapter 2 Emily

Our cars stop in the middle of the road, and we are throwing insults at each other back and forth. We then stopped reluctantly when a line of cars told us to get out of the middle of the road. I drove and parked in the nearest abandoned parking lot. She parks, too, but not too close to my car.

“How does it feel getting pregnant for a married man way out of your age limit? I snarked”.

Oh, you must be Gabriel's wife. “I saw your wedding photo on his desk.” With a smug on her face, looking at me up and down. Then you know that you should not have been having an affair with a married man.

Well, according to him, you weren't doing what you were supposed to do as a wife. I slapped her for saying that remark and for sleeping with my husband. She winces from the sting of the slap. Excuse you, I happen to have a career as a nurse, and every so often I work twelve-hour shifts. Why am I even explaining myself to you? Damn, this bitch needs a good beating that will land her in the asylum.

You know that you are just his play toy. If I'm his play toy, why am I the one carrying his child? That's right, I forgot you are supposedly carrying his child. Are you quite certain that the child you're carrying is my husband's child? I am quite certain this baby is his. Why, what have you heard? Nothing much except that you love opening your legs for every Tom, Dick, and Harry? As I saw her face turning red.

Take that back right this minute, she says to me. Why would I when you know it is true, or else you wouldn't be getting upset about it? She gets in my face, then says to me, you don't know anything about me. I don't have to know anything about you to know you're a homewrecker.

How dare you say that to me, she raised her hand to slap me, but I caught her wrist before she could even hit my cheek. I squeeze her wrist, letting her know that I am not someone you want to play with.

Don't you dare put your hands on me? I will break your hand the next time you raise it toward me. As I glared at her.

“Screw it, I say you can have him, it is not as if I can't have another man.”

Maybe that is what I will do, I say to myself in my mind. I will find a man, then I will sleep with him. We will see how Gabriel feels about that. Of course, he won't know because he will be too busy screwing his secretary. What does she have that I don't have? Yes, she is young and probably only has a high school diploma.

Do you love to ruin other people's relationships because you can't find a man of your own? “Let me see, I prefer it because I know women like you will kick them out.” That doesn't mean he is necessarily going to stay with you. It is women like you who give us women a bad name.

You know what, forget it. What is it exactly that you want to forget? You and him can both screw yourselves. No, thanks, not when we already screwed each other. When she said that, I wanted to pull her hair out. Instead, I just stood there with my hands balled into fists to keep from grabbing her. You can have him for all I care. He broke our vows, and I am sure he will do the same thing to you.

“You know because screwing his secretary is more important than his marriage. You enjoy him while it lasts, sweetie”, finishing her off with a hair flip and walking away to where I parked.

“Believe me, I will, and he will know what it feels like to be with a real woman, she called out after me”. Wrong, he will know what it feels like to be left by a real woman. You are just a toy to him.

As I try to stay strong and not let my emotions get to me. She had some nerve to say that I wasn't a good wife. What does she know? Nothing, nothing at all. I have been with that man for the past nine years and four years of dating in college. Then five years of marriage, he wants to do this to me.

I turned and gave out a dry laugh, sweetheart… “Real women don't sleep with married men”.

Thank your stars that you're pregnant, I would have beaten you a**. What is the matter old lady, you can't handle that he wanted someone younger and prettier than you?

I am going to kick your ass, if you don't shut your mouth up this instant. What is the matter, afraid that I will kick yours instead? Oh, this young lady has a smart mouth on her, and she doesn't know who she is dealing with, a woman scorned.

You know what, never mind, I will just let Karma deal with you.

“Well, I don't believe in karma, she smiled touching her belly”.

“You better start believing sweetheart because it will hit you when you least expect it, finishing the conversation and heading to my car”. Damn, I want to punch that belly and throw her body to the dogs instead of the dogs. How about the river to wash all that gunk off her face?

Then I drove off, I felt so good about myself. Then I drove toward Sally's house, which was ten minutes down the road. I got there in five minutes instead of the usual ten. Parked my car in her driveway, went up to her door, and rang the bell. The minute she opened the door, I threw my arms around her and let out the tears I had been keeping for so long.

After what seemed like an eternity, she asked me to come in. Tell me everything that happened. So, I proceeded to explain what happened. That asshole is what she called him. We are going out tonight and having fun.

Well, I am not having it as I feel the salty tears rolling down my face. Ahhhhh! Lord, why, what did I do to deserve this? You don't deserve this, he will regret what he has done to you, Sally remarked.

Sally and I got in her car since she will be the designated driver because she rarely drinks. She would rather not drink anyway while she and her husband Jason are trying to have a baby. Babies, huh, that is what I wanted until my husband screwed that up.

Now I am here at this bar called Desmond's, drinking a beer. Usually, I would go for a Pink Zinfandel, however, tonight I called for a beer. Sally is next to me drinking a club soda, and she is doing her best to try to talk me out of what I am about to do.

“Are you sure about this?” Yes, I am certain.

“If he can sleep with his secretary, why can't I sleep with a random stranger?” I replied like a child planning stupid revenge”.

“You know, two wrongs don't make it right”, Sally said touching her blonde hair.

We both know that, but it certainly does feel good, we have to admit.

I just want to be able to feel something. Not only that, but I've had two beers, and I am starting to feel good. Looking around to see if there are any fine men around here. Nope, haven't seen one yet, and I asked the bartender for another beer.

“Are you certain that you need another beer?” he said, trying to reason with me.

“Don't worry about her”, Sally tells him. I'll make sure she gets home safe.

“Alright, he said, but if you require anything, just let me know”. “Then he went to attend to another customer.”

Sally, why don't you go home? I'm confident that your husband is waiting for you, unlike mine, who is probably screwing his secretary right now as we speak.

“Are you certain?”

“I could stay a little longer if it suits you”, Sally said worriedly.”

“No, it's alright, you go home to your husband and start working on making me goddaughters and godsons”, “I winked at my curvy best friend, and she blushed.”

“Besides, I can always take an Uber home if I need to, and I will pick my car up from your house in the morning”, I said, clearing her doubts.”

“Alright, sweetie, I will see you in the morning”, Sally said after kissing my cheeks.”

“You bet your ass you will.”

“Now go and make those babies,” I said and watched my friend as she walked out of the bar, which her husband will be enjoying.”

Then I asked the bartender for another drink and some fries.

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