Yellow Roses

Chapter 1: The day I found out

            The world seemed to stop for a minute, nothing around me mattered anymore. I stood in that cold bathroom for close to an hour before having the courage to leave. Unbelievable is what it is. Unbelievable that i could trust such a woman, unbelievable she could hurt me this bad. I wanted to dwell on my pain, and feel sorry for myself. But, let me fill you in on what happened first.
            My day started off waking up next to my wife, getting ready with my normal morning routine, and heading to work after kissing her goodbye. Nothing particularly made the day bad, but it wasn't good either. I was offered the chance to leave the office early, and I choose to accept. On the way back home, I picked up some flowers for my wife. I was going to give her a pleasant surprise, time with me and a bouquet of flowers.
               Upon arrival to my two-story brick house, I got a gut clenching feeling. I shrugged it off and continued to head into the house. I immediately noticed something was off. The dishes in the sick weren't from breakfast, but there were two of them. Two chairs were pushed out in the dining room, and there was a fresh bouquet of flowers in the kitchen. They were yellow roses, identical to the ones I held in my hand.
               As I continued down the hall, I heard my wife speaking out loud, almost whispering. It was not the usual voice she used on the phone; she was speaking to someone in the room with her. I felt my heart sink into my stomach, but I did not let myself doubt my trust for her without knowing the whole story. I placed my right hand on the door knob, hesitantly. When I tried to go in, it appeared the door was locked from the inside. I was furious, as I began to beat the door with both my fists.
             "Hello, Derek, is that you?" my wife asked, terrified to hear the answer.
              "Yes, it is me Emily. I don't appreciate being locked out of my own bedroom," I replied.
              "Hold on, I am not dressed. I'll meet you in the kitchen in a couple minutes or so. Okay, Derek?"
            She pushed me to the breaking point, I couldn't help what happened next. I become so furious with the thought of my loving wife to be lying to me all this time. So furious that in one kick i could know the door down. As soon as i did, I regretted it. I saw my beautiful Emily naked next to another man, also naked.
              "Foolish," I hollered, "Foolish of me to break down this door when I already knew what was going on. Sadly, I now must pay to have this fixed."  And that's how I got here, standing in the guest bathroom waiting for some strange man my wife just had sex with to leave my house. Everything in my life seemed to fall apart at this moment.