Paybacks Are Hell

He twirled me around in my, white as snow, wedding gown. My smile wide as it could be, his smile as white as a star shining down on the earth at night. Bringing me close we walsted around the wooden dance floor. He stared into my eyes and I could see a tear break from his water line and run wild down his cheek. I touched my thumb to the runaway tear and brushed it away. "Don't cry," I whispered "I'm all yours now."

The alarm clock bleated in my ear, something that was unwanted at this point. I peeled my eyes open to see Clark, my husband, getting frantically dressed. "Shit shit shit." He cursed as he straightened his tie. I laughed a tired laugh and laid deeper in the bed. He ran around the bedroom creating a mess as he went. "Have you seen my car keys?" He breathed stopping to look at me. I rolled off the bed and stood. The cold air wrapped around my completley naked body, making me shiver. I scurried across the cold floor and reached into the pocket of Clarks jacket tha he had wore the night before. I handed him the keys and he stood for a moment taking in the view of my vunreable body. He touched his hand to my hip and gave me a "I might just stay home today." look. I pushed him away and laughed, "Go to work, you're late as it is."

I sipped on my Coffee and shoved my five inch heel onto my foot.The T.V spoke of the same old news in the other room and the sink dripped water. The sounds could be annoying to anyone but to me, they were relaxing. I had always dreamed of being married, finding a home wit my husband, settling down and starting a new beautiful life with someone.

I met Clark my Junior years of high school. It was quite the story in fact. I was at a party after our big homecoming game. Our team had done the impossible and beat the undefeated team. Everyone was celebrating, perhaps a little to hard. I had one too many drinks and stumbled out into the yard with a few other people. Clark had just pulled into the drive to warn everyone that his sisters best friend had called the cops and they were coming. But he didn't get to the party in time. Instead he dragged me to his car and drove away with me. At first I was a belligerent drunk thinking I was about to be taken advantage of. But after I got done throwing sloppy punches at him, I understood he was trying to help me. He told me to put on his sisters bathing suit and go up to the bathroom. He made me sit in a cold shower for almost an hour till I was shivering cold. I was then wrapped in blankets and sent home. Before he left my room I made him stop. "Whats your name?"

"Clark Perry." And then he was gone.

The next week we started talking on Facebook I began to fall in love with him. I didn't know where he went to school, how old he was, but I didn't care. That friday night we were versing our rivals, and while watching the game I heard it, "Clark Perry for the touchdown."

"That's him!!" I said jumping up and down. My friends looked up at me like I was crazy. The game ended and the opposing team had won. They were huddled together listening to what the coach had to say them when I was waiting at the fence. As soon as they started saying their chant I jumped the fence. They all started to walk towards the locker room when I started yelling. "Clark!!" He turned around and looked shocked but before he could say another word I jumped on him, our lips landing on each other. He stepped back a couple feet and his lips froze for a second. Once at realization with what was happening he kissed me back. I pulled away and smiled. That was the beginning of our beautiful relationship.

We had been married for two years and I myself was ready for kids. Clark on the other hand, was refusing because he was "terrified" of being a father. We had our money straight and both had office jobs at big corporation where big bonus's were a regular. Our house was large and we had a few extra bedrooms that sat bare.

My heels clicked the pavement as I walked from my car to the office. Coffee in hand, I sat down at my desk and noticed a card on my desk. I opened it up and rolled my eyes. Sarah, my co-worker rolled her chair close to mine, "Is he still trying?" She snickered. I nodded and laughed, "Does he realize I'm happily married. He's dumb if he thinks I would cheat on my husband with him." I looked over in the corner where Mike, the office flirt, sat at his desk. I waved my fingers at them and then gave him one pretty finger. He frowned and sulked down in his chair. Sarah and I laughed and then began typing on our computers. "So I think Luke is seeing someone." Sarah said, breaking the silence. "You mean cheating?" I asked.