Gigolo

Chapter 4

The bead of sweat slowly traces its way down Chris's jaw line as he visibly took a hard swallow , Stacy could hear him swallow in the stillness of the house .

" Really ? I just walked into the house and your gonna start breaking my balls about some imagined slight against you already? Jesus Christ "

" Chris I know your truck has been parked there everyday for quite some time now , and unless there is some secretive plumbing work going on over there that I am unaware of , besides you slaying your pipe what do you have to say for yourself?"

" Fine, you want to know the truth Stacy? We haven't been connected for quite some time now, your always doing shit with the kids , you never put me first anymore and you haven't for a while now, and your always fucking tired " Chris spat each word at her like a blow of his hand and slammed his fist on the counter top .

"Sorry for trying to be a good mother to our kids , poor little Chris nobody is paying attention to you , but that doesn't give you the right to go out and fuck some other woman. You don't see me running off to have an affair with the first guy who showered a compliment into me! What about our vows? What about our god dam family?!"

Tears streaming down Stacy's face she was screaming at him now, hurt with his admission but also really pissed off , how dare he lay this upon her and say this was remotely her fault. that was the cowards way to blame others.

" Don't blame me for your shit Chris!" Stacy spat right back at him

"You need to own this , you did this , to me , to us and to our children. Instead of coming to me like a man , and talking to me like my husband and telling me what was making you unhappy so we could work on this together you picked the easier way out and decided instead to slink off to her apartment and be a cheater "

" I need you out of the house immediately Chris, I don't want you here anymore , and I will tell the children you moved out. I won't tell them the reasons why , I will save you that indignity but you need to leave"

" Stacy can't we get past this? Work this out" Chris begged with general tears running down his face and raw emotion with each word .

He dropped down to his knees and put his head in her lap and cried , his body shaking with every sob that escaped his body begging for another chance pleading for her forgiveness .

Stacy ran her fingers through his hair and tears streamed down her own face as she thought of the good times they had through the years but when was the last time she was truly happy with Chris , the last time he had put her first and did something nice for her just because he loved her?

Her mind drew a blank when she tried to pull up a memory in answer to her question and that confirmed her answer to his question of trying again, it was a firm no.

" I can't be that girl , that woman Chris , you know the one that forgives her cheating husband because I would never trust you again. If you were late, went out with the guys , had to price out a new job , or anything really is think you were off with her and frankly I deserve more then that, I can't and won't live that way "

"Whatever, you don't want to take any responsibility for your part in this then fine it's all me , I'm the fucking bad guy , I'm the big bad cheater put all this on me"

Chris angry that she wasn't willing to forgive and forget was enraged and paced back and forth like a caged tiger then suddenly crossed the room and grabbed her by her upper arms shaking her .

" Don't touch me , get your fucking hands off me! Screaming & then slapped him across the face .

"Mom? Dad?? What's going on? "

Staring at them were the two sets of very scared very large eyes of their sons