"Welcome home baby. Dinner will be ready soon go and take a bath, it will be done by then."
She's cheating on me. I know it for a god damn fact. I arrived early from my early afternoon workout, I heard the moaning coming from OUR bed room, and then I saw them….fornicating in OUR bed! When I saw them, I want to rush in and beat the living shit out of that man with his own hammer. To this day I don't know how I managed to get his hammer into my hand. I could have grabbed it from his tool belt that was on the floor. I held back my anger and backed away slowly. I left the house as swiftly and quietly, exactly how I entered. I knew rebuilding the porch wasn't a good idea. I should have suck to my gut. If I could go back and stop myself I would, but I can't I'm far beyond that.
Since I found out I've buried myself with work. I was a broken man. I didn't know what else to do. I love her, loved her. My hatred for her grew every time I saw her, but I wouldn't show it and if I did I'd blame it on being tired or stressed out. I was hardly home anymore, if at all. I'd get home and she'd be asleep, dinner wrapped in tin foil with a not. "Come home earlier, I miss you. Love Brit." Fucking lies! If she did love me then why cheat!? I laugh at it all now. I've accepted it and have decided that day when I found out, I should have ran in with his hammer and kill him. I don't know what made me stop myself from doing it. I guess I didn't want to believe it, even though I saw it with my own eyes.
"Wow honey this is beautiful! You cooked my favorite, you lit candles, and you look amazing!"
"Did you get off early?"
"I did. Here's your piece of lasagna."
"This looks amazing."
"Sorry there are so many power tools lying around. Damn contractor must have left them earlier today."
"It's fine, put it away if it bugs you."
"I intend to."
"This is so amazing. The meat is the best, it must be fresh."
"Oh yes it is, quite fresh. How was work?"
"Terrible, I hate the new boss. He's an idiot."
"Oh I already did, no way was I going to work for him. I left my letter of resignation on his desk before I left."
"Good for you."
"What are you doing back there? Come eat, your cooking is amazing!"
"How do you know if you haven't eaten any of it?"
"That's not what I was talking about."
"Then what are you talking about? Stop acting so strange and join me for dinner honey."
"Almost done baby."
She continued to eat. She has no clue of what's about to happen, the nail gun is in my hand. I'm in too deep. I can't back down from any of this. I'm far beyond it. *Click *Click One to the neck another to her spine. She fell forward, lying over her plate, still trying to breath. *Click *Click She's no longer breathing, finally.
"I did everything for you! And you fucking cheated on me!" *Click *Click…….
"Who the hell could that be?"
"Hello, I'm Jeff's wife Ann. Has he been here today? He hasn't returned today and I'm starting to worry about him."
"Uhh…yea he left early and said he'd be back but never returned."
"That doesn't sound like him at all. Oh also I want to apologize."
"Apologize for what?"
"Jeff and I, well I came over one day to bring Jeff's lunch and somehow one thing led to another and we ended up having sex in your bedroom. Here's some money to buy some new bed sheets."
"Wait how long ago was this?"
"A week, maybe even two weeks ago, anyways I should go to his other job site and see if he's there. Have a nice night."
"Yes….yy-you too. Goodnight."