Aishas POV
I looked from the clock to the cold food on the plate in front of me, it was almost 9 and he wasn't home. I picked up the cold food and threw it into the bin dropping the plate into the sink, I scrubbed it angrily as I heard the front door. "Hey baby im home" he called, I heard him walking towards me as I didn't bother turning to face him. "Sorry im so late I got caught up in work the time sure flies when youre having fun" he mused. "Im sure it does" I answered, "whats for dinner?" he asked.
"It was chicken pie but it went cold so I binned it, theres other things im sure you can eat" I told him crossing the kitchen. "You seem a little off" he stated rummaging in the fridge, "maybe I am what do you care" I replied. "what kind of question is that?" he answered crossing his arms. "It doesn't matter ok im going to bed" I told him. "I said sorry I was late whats the big deal?" he snapped, "the big deal! The big deal is I cook your dinner and you don't turn up no text, call anything I do my best for you and you just don't care!" I shouted loosing my cool.
"Well im sorry but I was busy! Im paying all the damn bills!" he shouted back, "oh and what am I doing sitting on my arse doing nothing? NO im cleaning, cooking, shopping, clearing up after you and working to pay for things" I retorted. "I never said you don't do anything I don't see why youre getting so pissed off you don't own me!" he yelled. "I know you were with her, don't treat me like an idiot tommy. You haven't touched me in weeks, we don't go out, you don't hold my hand I know youre sleeping with her" I replied.
"I wasn't with anyone. Youre so fucking dramatic, just stop being such a control freak! Its kinda pathetic honestly Aisha" he commented, I gasped quietly "fine whatever. It makes me think im not giving you what you want or need, it hurts tommy. If im that bad maybe you shouldn't have married me" I answered. "Maybe I shouldn't have!" He shouted angrily, I blinked and left him to it and went up to bed. I wiped my makeup off and looked in the mirror, I put my head in my hands. How had I gone so wrong, when I married tommy I thought he would be different from all the cheating scumbags but he was exactly the same.
I crossed the room and fell onto the bed wrapping my arms round my pillow, why was I even trying to save my marriage. He obviously didn't want me, I wasn't what he needed. Annabelle was clearly better at doing that than me, it made me feel pretty crap. I closed my eyes as tears dripped onto the pillow, I wrapped my arms tighter around the pillow as I let them fall.
The next day...
I woke up to tommy gone again, this time I wasn't surprised or hurt. My phone rang as I picked it up, "hello" I said wearily, "hey did you want to meet up for coffee today?" adam asked. "I don't think i'll be very good company" I answered, "is everything ok?" he questioned. I swallowed past the lump in my throat "not really" I replied, "do you want to talk about it?" he asked. He was so sweet "you don't want to hear about my problems" I answered sitting on the bed.
"Either you come to me or I come to you" he said, "fine but don't say I didn't warn you" I answered. "Sure thing i'll pick you up at 1?" he questioned, "ok" I replied as I put the phone down. I made my way downstairs and poured out some orange juice, my eyes fell on the note on the table. "Morning babe, had to get into work early. Im sorry about last night, I shouldn't have said any of those things to you. Nothing is going on with me and Annabelle I don't know why you think it is, its just ridiculous.I'll be home about 8. Tommy"
I reached for it and ripped it into little pieces, how is he still denying it! And he has the nerve to call me ridiculous, just a measly sorry no love from or kisses. I looked down at the silver diamond encrusted wedding band and sighed, the tears slipped down my face again as I wiped them away with the back of my hand. Pull yourself together Aisha I told myself, I made my way upstairs and sat down. I reached for my makeup wipes and ran them over my face rubbing the mascara lines from my cheeks.
I reached for my powder putting it on, I put mascara on and eyeliner. I grabbed my burgundy lipstick and tidied my hair, I looked at my reflection and looked away. It didn't matter how much makeup I put on I still looked like shit, I walked into our closet and pulled put my ripped black jeans, a peach blouse and my peach heels. I heard a car outside and then the doorbell, I made my way downstairs and unlocked the front door.
Adam was standing on the doorstep looking as fine as ever dressed in Black jeans a vest and a leather jacket. "Hey" he said smiling, "hey. Let me just grab my jacket come in" I replied as he strode into the house. I went to grab my jacket from the front room, thank god I didn't have any pictures of me and tommy in the entrance hall where he was waiting. I shrugged it on and went to meet him, "shall we go?" I asked as he nodded.
I followed him down the path the blue audi convertible, "wow cool car!" I said as he smirked. "In you get then" he told me as I slid into the leather seat, he climbed in and started the car as we sped up the road. I caught him glancing at me, "what?" I asked. "You've been crying, your eyes are red" he stated. I swallowed and chose to ignore his statement, not letting my gaze meet his.
