Round Two

After leaving my ex-home and soon-to-be-ex-wife, I went to a cheap hotel.

That next day was Saturday, my soon-to-be ex was supposedly off with Shithead, I came back to the house to get some more of my stuff. But, her car was still in the driveway. I went to the door, rang the bell, then opened the door and called out, "it's me."

Judy was just walking to the door.

"So, you've come to your senses?"

"No. I thought you'd be off with the Shithead Jason and now would be a good time to pick up a load of my stuff."

"Yeah, well, no babysitter, no tryst. Happy?"

"Not really. Your mom wouldn't help?"

"No, didn't want to have to answer too many of her questions."

"Well, word is out, your mom won't be protected for long."

"What? How did that happen? Have you been telling our friends?"

"No, didn't have to. It's your boyfriend. Shithead has been bragging about it to your office workers, and a few of my friends have picked up on it and been telling me about it."

"You don't have to leave. The plan was to come back to you. Nothing was going to change. I still love you."

"I love you, too, unfortunately. Which is why it hurts so much. But I can't trust you anymore. And while I don't wish you any unhappiness, I can't be with you either, knowing that my future will involve me worrying about you coming home diseased ridden or pregnant or doped up by some new, exciting boyfriend."

I paused then continued, "besides, things had already changed. You had already turned cold and withdrawn from me. It's clear to me that after Shithead, you would line up yet another Shithead, then another, then another. It's not a parade I intend to stay and watch."

"Damn it, it's not like that. It was a one-time thing, just a little fun, nothing more. And I had no plans to do it again."

"I'm pretty sure I'd assume otherwise every time you were somewhere without me."

"Oh, and I have heard from the kids. You've done a great job of poisoning them against me, haven't you?"

"Poison? That's rich. If truth is poison, then you are the poisoner, not me. I have tasted your bitter poison, you fucking a co-worker. Your claim of being a victim is delusional. And it's not only me and the kids you've poisoned, Shithead's family is not likely going to survive your bit of fun, your sluttiness has destroyed two families. So shut the fuck up about poisoning ."

Jane's mouth just fell open.

"By the way, Shithead was bragging that this weekend was the big one, that he had been scoring lunch time quickies for months now. Classy guy. He was also telling everyone that after this one he was going to be done with you and was planning on moving on to the next 'bitch,' his word."

"Oh, fuck, he said that? What a Shithead!"

"Yeah, the name fits, huh? You sure can pick 'em. And you can guess what name they have for you."

"No, please, tell me you just made that up. Tell me my name isn't being run through the mud."

"Friends are telling me you are now the office slut and as soon as Shithead is finished with you, all the office Lotharios will be lining up to try their luck. Even if I were in a forgiving mood, I don't see how I fit in your future at all. You are worried about your reputation, which you deserve, but not about how you have humiliated me."

I then turned to walk upstairs and load my suitcase.

When I came down, it was obvious that Lucy had been crying. Probably about her reputation, not about me. She stood up and asked me again to stay. She apologized, saying she was very wrong. She had been stupid and selfish and had been thinking only about a little fun for herself, and she promised to never stray again.

"Sorry kid, you solemnly promised me that once before, and you couldn't keep it. I am not going to fall for that again."

I walked out the door with her following me.

"Sweetie, you will come back, you love me too much to leave me."

"Damn, you really must have a low opinion of me to think that. Goodbye, my love. Have a good life." With that I got in my car and left.