Once upon a Dream

Valeska- The table will turn

  Part 1- The table will turn

It's super hot out today 96° degrees but laying out in the Louisiana sun feels more like 106°. I really don't mind, price you have to pay to have a pretty summer tan. Laying here in the sun with my friend laying next to me a hundred thoughts run through my head. I would talk to her about them but she's so busy texting her husbands (who I might add is in a southern Louisiana prison) cell mate. Yes I said cell mate. She clearly likes playing with fire. The crazy part is her husband uses the same cell to sneak and call her... the same cell she is sexting his cell mate with. But thats not my problem. I let her do her and only offer opinion or support when she asks. I'm letting her stay with me until her husband gets released. She says she has no place else to go and what can I say Im a sucker when it comes to helping people out that don't really deserve it. My husband's in the house laying on the couch playing on his phone. Now though I have had trouble with him being unfaithful in the past I never thought twice about trusting him around her. She is about 5'10 muffin topped gapped chipped teeth tattoos all over big ugly men's feet with hairy toes and been laying down with every guy in the neighborhood that would give her a chance. If she don't lay down with them she blows them. Its sad but true. She is a addict with low self esteem. (she really needs counseling) But I don't think he would lower himself to that, So when she goes inside to get a pillow to put under her head while we're laying out I think nothing of it. Though she wasn't the best type of person I still consider her a very close friend and I trust her. My husband to me is very handsome. He's 6'4 with big broad shoulders nice body. Several tattoos but he wares them well, a few have my name in them. Blues eyes with a dirty blonde hair.I can see why he easily gets attention from other females but through it all after several years of marriage and lots of up and downs he's still here, still with me. Still holding on. I am so damn hot. I am ready to go inside the house and take a cold shower.

Part 2- The table will turn

In the shower I'm thinking of a dream my sister had about me. She said she felt her dreams was a message to me from God. She said I would lose everything I had ... that he was taking everything from me but I would get it all back as a blank canvas. A new start. I wonder if I should be scared?! I wonder what she means by everything. I get out of the shower dry off and get dressed. I hear laughing coming from the living room. Its my husband and friend laughing and joking. They both seem so happy and stress free. I guess they should be I pay all the bills here and do all the cooking and cleaning. They pretty much have it made. I go in there to sit down with them and they both get straight faced and quite. Hmhmmm... my mind wonders but still I think mind over matter and put unwanted thoughts of what might be away. I recently sold my Iphone to a friend to prove to my husband I didn't need a phone and I put him first. But he leaves me to wonder if that was a mistake. I feel like I sacrifice so much and he so little... if any. Our neibor comes and knocks on our door he says the police are outside and needs to talk to my husband. I asked what for and I'm told its no big deal I'll be back in a minute.

Part 3- the table will turn

My husband is being handcuffed and asking me to call a bondsman. Cops are everywhere.My hearts beating rapidly in confusion. What am I to do now. Time passes by and finally I find out my husband is being held without bond. There is no telling how long he will be gone. I'm feeling sad depressed and so alone. I need to know more details about what happened and why can't he come home but for now everyone is hush mouth and won't speak. The weekend rolls around. My friend talks me into getting out of the house a going to hang out with some other friends. She is tired of seeing me down and depressed. (to let you know alittle about myself I don't drink I don't do drugs and I don't party, my friend however does) We go to our friends house. There they are drinking, taking shots. Playing beer pong. Every is cutting loose and having a good time except for my friend that talked me into going. She drank too much to fast and has gotten very emotional. She keeps looking at me like she has something to tell me and when I ask her what's wrong she shakes her head and cries.

Part 4- last part in the table will turn

I am already upset with everything going on with my husband and now one of my closest friend that has been living with me has me very upset ... I know there is something wrong and she needs to tell me. I tell her tell me now or never mention it to me again. If you have something to say just say it. She tells me her and my husband were fooling around behind my back every chance they got all the way up to two days before he was arrested and she was so sorry. She said it was killing her keeping it from me. Honestly I was hurt but not surprised. But very hurt. I just wanted to talk to him and confront him about what she said. But it is not that easy when he is in jail. Next I want to kick her sorry no good whore ass out of my house. At this point I feel like fuck her and fuck him and inside I am torn and crushed. Now I feel truley alone more now than ever. Little did I know this is just the beginning ... oh how the tables will turn!