My Wife's Best Friend

MWBF 71

Nicole

I walked around looking for Michael, but couldn't find him. I looked out the window and his car was still there.

He's probably sitting in it.

I honestly don't care anymore.

I got the kids bathed and put them to bed.

Shané didn't want to go to bed without her daddy present, but she fell asleep anyway.

I went to go shower and stayed in there for about thirty minutes. I got out and wrapped my hair up and walked out.

I laid down and closed my eyes. I felt the bed sink and I knew it was Michael.

"Don't go." He said.

I rolled over and looked at him.

He turned the lamp on and sat up.

"Michael, you are not in control of me."

"I am when you have him around my kids."

"I'm not letting my- our damn kids go." I argued back at him.

He scoffed. "I bet you're planning on screwing him the same night."

My eyes went wide.

He's basically calling a whore. How dare he, when he's sneaking behind his wife's back.

"So I'm a whore?"

"I didn't call you that." He said.

"You implied. Get out." I said, holding back the tears threatening to fall.

He got up and looked at me.

"Don't try me." He growled.

I slapped him and glared at him.

He returned the look and walked out.

I may love him, but he pisses me off so bad.

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