“Sex? Then why, Hayley? Why throw away nearly ten years together, a marriage, a home, a future family. Why? For some different dick?” There was silence and Cathy laughed. It wasn’t a pleasant sound. “That’s it, isn’t it? You just wanted some different dick. Holy shit, you are fucking stupid. That man inside has been loyal from the day you started dating. I’ve never seen his eyes wander, his eyes only ever for you. And you’ve now just ruined it all for some different dick? Go home, Hayley. Just go home.”
“I want to see my husband,” she retorted, though I heard the sob in her throat.
“I don’t think you have one any longer, Hayley. He’s inside nursing a broken heart. I would suggest you fuck off and think about what you did, but that isn’t going to solve this issue. Just leave him alone. You’ve done enough as it is.”
I heard the door close. I did check my phone to see numerous missed calls and messages. I didn’t have the heart to open anything so just ignored it. Cathy reappeared after venturing into the kitchen, returning with another beer for myself and her husband. “Well, she looked like shit, at least,” she said.
“You should talk to my dad tomorrow,” Chris said, “He’ll certainly help sort this all out for you. I’m figuring you won’t go back to her?”
“My vows meant something, mate. No, that’s it. I’ll never be able to trust her again. All I’m now wondering is if it’s the first time. I’d rather not know. Just walking in on her like that was bad enough.”
“Guess it’s too early to ask what you’re going to do?” Chris wondered.
“I’ll think of something.”
“No kids here and we have a spare room. Don’t get too drunk, get some sleep, and you can figure out what to do next in the morning.”
I enjoyed a hot shower before heading to bed, waking up in the morning unsure of where I was until Cathy knocked on the door, letting me know breakfast was on its way in the kitchen. I called up my boss and let him know the truth. He’d been supportive since the day I’d started, and insisted I had plenty of time stored up to take off, so to take all the time I needed to get my life in order.
Next was talking to my parents and sister. As it only happened the day before, I didn’t have any plans, but while my dad was sympathetic, I was left thinking this was my own problem though he’d support where he could. My sister was immediately upset that her big brother had been left heartbroken, asking where I was. Letting her know, she said she’d pop around that evening after work. Then I spoke to my mother. I found that the hardest one. She might now be a few hours north, but I’d always been closer to her than my father. No real reason, to be honest. It was just how it was.
I was surprised she insisted, as she always did, that there was more than one spare room in her house that could be filled by her children should they ever have trouble. I knew that already, but it was nice to hear the offer again.
After breakfast, I had no real idea what to do with myself as Chris and Cathy both disappeared out to work. Chris then sent me a message, letting me know he’d organised a meeting with his father for that afternoon. At least that got me out of the house. I ignored the texts from… her. She kept trying to call nearly every half an hour. I simply didn’t want to hear her voice, her excuses, or even her justifications. I’d been an attentive, loving husband. Our sex life had been healthy. I worked hard to provide for her, for us, but never left her feeling neglected.
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