Three Months Later...Rylie
"Fine! I'll just leave. I don't care!" I slam the door.
"Whatever, I'm tired of your bullshit!" He yells back at me.
"My bullshit? My bullshit?!" I fight back.
"Yeah, it's like all the time you're annoyed at me. For no damn reason!" I look at him with disgust.
"Fuck this. Fuck you." I yell.
I get into my car and drive to work.
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I try to calm down as I walk in the firm. It's best that I don't take the fighting between my husband and I out on my fellow co-workers.I walk in and head straight to the kitchen to get coffee. Coffee is good, coffee helps.
Jason walks up to me.
"Hey, are you okay?" He know's me very well. We've gotten closer the last few months.
"Yeah, i'm fine. Where's Brooklyn?" I have a love-hate relationship with my close friends wife. She's arrogant, stuck up, and VERY flirty around my husband which I don't appreciate.
"Uhm, Brook is.. well I don't really know. Anyways, I don't know if you know, because I know how Austin is" He pauses to give me a 'Your husbands an asshole' look. "He invited, me, Liam, and Asher out to the bar across from the firm for drinks tonight." Yet again, something my wonderful and caring husband has yet to tell me.
"Oh, I didn't know that. Are you gonna go?" I'm hoping for a no. Jace know's how much I dislike him hanging out with Austin mostly because I don't want him to judge me.
"I was planning to. Of course I wont go if you don't want me to." It's really not my place to tell him not to go. He's a grown man with a wife.
"No, no. You should go. Have fun." I don't wanna tell Jace about the fight with Austin because I know he won't go.
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Jace
"Hey, what's up with Rylie today?" If I can't get it out of her, I'll have to get it out of him.
"Oh my god, she's being such a bitch lately." Who calls their own wife a bitch? Even when Brooklyn and I aren't on good terms I would never speak to my wife like that.
"Oh, how so?" I need to know if I need to punch this guy out right here and now. I hate the fact that I want to even if he hasn't done anything. I just, can't stand him. He treats Rylie awful, even if she won't tell me all the details, I can pretty much read between the lines.
"She stopped wanting to have sex, for one." No sex? She doesn't want to have sex with her husband?
"Two, she tries to call me out on 'lies' which granted, some of them are, but she just over analyzes shit. We're grown adults. I don't know if I can handle much more of this." What would he have to lie about? What does he mean 'handle much more of this' does that mean he's gonna divorce her?
"You need a beer." Is all I say. I don't wanna say anything that could get me in trouble with Rylie.
"Yeah, i'll meet you at the bar." He get's into his car and drives across the street.
I can't believe they might be getting a divorce. That means she could go out clubbing and sleep with another man. She could go home with someone from the bar if she wanted. She would be a free women. Austin couldn't stop her, I couldn't stop her. No one would have the right. I was actually hoping for a divorce at first. But the thought of Austin touching her, sickens me. But a random man touching her, well that's enough to make me actually throw up.
Rylie and I have just become so close the past few months. Ever since that night that she got drunk, i've looked out for her. Even though she doesn't remember that night, I certainly do.
Plus, over the last 3 months, I have picked up on everything she said that night. The flirting between my wife and Austin.
With that, came the many, many, arguments with my wife. I know something has to be going on between them, they're just a little to good at hiding it. I've almost completely fell out of love with Brook.
Her ways have blinded me, and now i'm just using Austin to get to Rylie. I haven't told her about my gut feeling and attempts to catch them, I want to keep her fragile mind away from it. She doesn't deserve to know what awful things Austin does.
As soon as I can catch them, i'm filing for a divorce.
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After Hours
RomanceLove, lust, anger hatred. All things that happen once the day is over.