Two Hearts

This story is supposed to be a romance.

There is NO SEX!

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"Raac, I've done something really stupid and I'm so sorry!" running into his arms and bursting into tears –hair a mess, makeup streaked.

"I'm so sorry! I don't know what I was thinking – please forgive me – oh god please forgive me!"

"Shhh, shhh, don't cry Betty B, it's OK, don't worry, whatever you've done it can't be that bad. Put your head on my chest; Our hearts are joined, now take a breath and tell me what's happened."

"I'm so sorry, I went with another man,"

"What... what do you mean 'went with another man'?"

"Oh God, please don't make me say it."

"ELIZABETH BREE, WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

"I slept with a man and I'm so sorry." Sob, sob, wail sob.

"You fucked another man?" - nod, sob.

"How many times?"

"Just once." Sob.

"Did you use a condom?"

"I don't know; NO...; what does it matter?"

"Did you suck his cock?"

"What does that matter?"

"DID YOU SUCK HIS COCK?"

"Oh god, Raac – OK, YES – I sucked his cock! Are you happy now!"

"Not really. Did he cum in your mouth?"

"YES – what does that matter – I lost my mind – I came home as soon as I came to my senses and realised what I had done. Please, please Raac, say you'll forgive me, please Raac – I don't know what I was thinking..." sob, sob.

"What's his name?"

"I don't...; you don't know him."

"What's his name?"

"Bernard – OK, he's called Bernard – please don't try and do anything stupid – he's married."

"Give me your phone."

"You never changed your passcode; let's see google maps; your timeline, 75 Buchanon Street. OK"

"Oh no Raac – don't do anything silly – please darling – it was all my fault."

"Take your clothes off."

"What"

"You heard me Betty B! take your slut clothes off – NOW."

"I'll do whatever you want, just please forgive me." Sob.

"wait here – I need to get some things from the garage – don't move!"

"That was quick – I stayed here as you asked..."

"Sit down."

"Ow – Raac, what the fuck, what's with the cable ties – you don't need to tie me up – I'm not going anywhere – Raac darling – please don't do this – please untie my arms and legs – let's just talk."

"Shut the fuck up Betty B, I've got work to do and I need you to shut up and watch."

"Raac – what are you doing?"

"I'm building a bonfire; these are all the photo albums; these drives contain all the digital photos; this is your wedding dress, still in its box; here is our wedding certificate."

"Raac, you need to sit down and try to think about what you are doing, you can't build a bonfire in the living room. Now untie me and we'll talk"

"You've destroyed everything we ever had – 30 years of marriage Betty B – didn't that mean anything to you?"

"Raac – I'm so sorry – it just happened!"

"How did it 'just happen' – did he trip over and accidentally put his cock in your mouth? – you know what – just shut up – I don't care."

"Raac – I can smell petrol – what are you doing? Raac what's going on? Please don't do anything you'll regret, please Raac."

"Shut up Betty B – I'm going to free your legs – don't try to do anything stupid"

"I promise to be good Raac, just take the photo albums off the pile, you've covered everything in petrol and they'll be ruined; what about the kid's stuff?"

"The boys left home years ago – there's nothing but memories here. Nothing worth keeping."

"Raac – stop that – you can't expect me to wear a dog collar – that's just going too far!"

"Shut the fuck up Betty B – we're going for a drive and I need to keep you under control."

"Raac – I'm naked – it's six in the evening – someone will see!"

"Don't care! Come on, get in the car!" tug, choke

"woof!"

"Good boy Burty – you jump in the back"

"I'll do up your seat belt Darling – must keep you safe. Back in a minute something to do." Woumph!

"Oh my god Raac, what have you done – our beautiful home – call the fire brigade! Maybe they can save it."

"Wow – I didn't expect it to catch so quickly – I suppose two gallons of petrol will do that! Ok time for a road trip."

"Where are you taking me?"

"We're going to 75 Buchanon Street, to see Bernard."

"No, no, no, no, Raac – please stop now – you've gone crazy. Raac – remember that we always said that our hearts are joined – that they will always beat together – please Raac, please look into your heart and try to find some way to forgive me."

"My heart is broken Betty B – you broke it into a million pieces – I don't think it can ever be mended."

"I love you Raac – it's not too late – stop the madness now."

"We're here – let me help you out of the car darling."

"NO RAAC – I'M NAKED!"

"Bernard? – Oh Bernard! – Betty's here to see you!"

"Betty? What the fuck are you doing here – Lucy's home – why are you naked? – please, get out of here before Lucy sees you!" Crack – the sound of baseball bat hitting shin.

"Ow – who the fuck are you?"

"Name's Richard Aacker – 'Raac' to my friends – but you're not my friend." Bok – the hollow coconut sound of baseball bat hitting skull.

"I'm Betty B's husband – you may know her as 'Elizabeth Bree Aacher' – or maybe just slut!" crack – the brittle stick sound of an arm breaking.

"What are you doing to my husband?"

"Stupid question – I'm beating him up because he had an affair with my wife!"

"No, he didn't!"

"Tell her Betty B – tell Bernard's wife about your suck and fuck session – right here in their house!"

"Oh god, Lucy – I'm so sorry – this was never supposed to happen – I'm so sorry!"

"Betty – you bitch! You were my best friend – how could you?"

"Look, you two; settle this between yourselves – I've got things to do!"

"what ya doing to my dick?"

"I'm putting a cable tie on it so you don't bleed to death when I use this."

"NOOOOOO." Snip – the sound of a Bypass Lopper cutting a penis off.

"AHHHHHHH – OH GOD – SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE"

"Well – I'll be off then – goodbye Betty B. I love you and I always will." The sound of a car driving away and approaching sirens.

Epilogue

"Mum – Mum – It's me Steve – your son – do you remember me?"

"She has good days and bad – this is a good day – she's not sobbing uncontrollably."

"Thanks, nurse – do you think she hears me?"

"Oh she can hear you – can't you darling – look Betty B – your son has come to visit you."

"I can't believe she's been like this for five years."

"Traumatic Catatonia – worst case ever recorded – her mind just burned out!"

"Mum – they found him – they found Dad – he's dying Mum." Her face suddenly lit up.

"Raac?"

"Can I take her to him? It's not far and he's not expected to last long."

"Yes of course – you'll need to take the wheelchair. I'll give you a hand."

"Say, do you know what happened to the other guy? Bernard?"

"Very sad – they never found his penis – he stayed here for a couple of weeks then went home – just couldn't hack take it – topped himself – poison."

"Oh, can't help feeling he deserved it. Are you comfortable Mum? let me strap you in."

"Raac?"

"Yes, Mum – let's go and see Dad. He'd been living rough all this time, up north they think; then yesterday – he just walked into the local police station and gave himself up. When he collapsed, they called an ambulance." Driving, doors, wheelchair.

"Dad – look who's here."

"Betty B?"

"Raac!"

"We'll help you, Mum; Pete – you help her up, while I move the tubes. There you are mum." putting her head on his chest, listened to his heart.

"forgive me Betty B."

"I do. forgive me Raac."

"I do. I love you Betty B."

"I Love you Raac."

"lub-dub, lub-dub, lub-..." The sound of two hearts beating together then silence.