Snowflakes and Second chances

FINAL STRAW

“What the hell? Can't you knock, Amelia?” The words flying out of Jacob's mouth snaps me out of the shocked state I had fallen into, and I manage to take my disgusted eyes off their naked sweaty form to meet his eyes with a mortified expression.

“Did you just say that to me, Jacob? This has got to be some sort of mean twisted f*****g joke!” I curse out my feelings all over the place as I try to comprehend what I was seeing.

“You weren't supposed to find out like this, I'm sorry, but it's just-” she doesn't get to finish her statement because as Rita begins talking, I'm already matching up to her and a resounding slap across her cheek cuts her off mid-sentence.

“Quit being overly dramatic about it and better not cause a scene or else I swear to God I'll-” Jacob takes a threatening step towards me, clearly not ashamed at himself but more annoyed at my interruption and I give Rita a disgusted look as she hurriedly pulls on his discarded shirt cradling her red cheek.

“You'll what Jacob? You'll hit me? Like that's something new! Is that he got you to spread your legs open like a f*****g w***e, Rita? Do you have some sort of interest towards clearly married men that treat their wives poorly because if that's the case, then I feel genuinely sorry for you.” I hiss out at her as she gathers her shame off the table standing up.

In a flash, I stumble back from the blinding impact of the slap Jacob sends my way and my eyes immediately fill with brewing tears, my entire face tingling and burning from the painful sensation.

“You stupid b***h! What gives you the right to meddle in my life? Get the f**k out of my office before I do more damage and next time f*****g knock!” He screams at me as he pulls on his pants and at that moment as I find myself staring back and forth daringly into his eyes and back at the woman I had confided so much in, the final straw snaps.

“They'll be no next time Jacob, you know why? Because I'm done with this s**t. It's disappointing, and I'm very embarrassed with myself for how many years I spent believing you could be better.” The pent-up anger over all the years, the stabbing pain of the betrayal and my overall frustration was at its brink and I knew for sure that there would be no better moment for my next actions but now.

“Are you talking to me like that? The only reason your stupid face isn't talking to my fist right now is because I would rather not frighten Rita more than you already have. I'm giving you one last to leave now.” He has on his usual sinister look in his eyes, the one that always takes over just before he makes additions to my collection of bruises and scars but unlike every other time, I'm not scared.

“I'm talking to you Jacob Wilson, this will be the last time I walk into your office because after tonight, I cease to be your wife.” I begin with watching his expression get even darker as his fists ball up tighter.

“I endured the beatings and every other form of abuse but this? I won't ever live with, I want a divorce, you can go ahead after today to continue screwing that b***h behind you that's now mute all of a sudden.” I finish and at this Rita finally finds some guts to open her mouth and try to say something.

“I understand that you're in shock and all but there's an honest explanation to this if you'd just listen! It doesn't have to be like this, we can just talk it out and-” I burst into laughter as she stops talking from my interruption.

“Talk it out? You're honestly expecting me to talk out the fact that you went behind my back to f**k my husband, the same one that's threatening my sanity daily? Cut the innocent bullshit please.” I snap at her harshly, wiping the hot trail of tears that escaped my eye.

“Amelia I will not-” I scoff as a thought comes to my head making me laugh humorlessly cutting Jacob who had begun to talk again off.

“Amelia this, Amelia that. It's just a matter of time Hun, he'll bore of you soon, and then you'll become his punching bag. Thank you for making me realize I couldn't tolerate another day of having to settle for his crap anymore.” And after this statement, Jacob takes a swing at me, one that I thankfully see coming and duck just in time to miss the blow.

He curses, grabbing at my arm and yanking me forward paying no heed to Rita who was screaming behind him to let go, but I don't back down as I dig my nails into his hands and as his hold loosens a bit, I rear my head back and ram it into his nose earning a satisfying crack and a loud yelp of pain.

He has no choice but to let go of me and Rita scrambles to his side, a mess of frantic screams and panic at the blood pouring out from his definitely broken nose, but I'm not done and while they're both still confused, and I'm still standing close by, I raise my leg and knee him right in the balls with all my strength.

“I'll never let you lay your hands on me again, you've done enough damage to my life already. I'll have our lawyer draft the divorce papers and send it to you, until we meet in court.” I flash them both my best smile and snatch my goodies bag off the ground before storming out of the office before any of them can regain the coordination to try chasing me.

I manage to hold the tears in until I'm in the elevator and the minute the doors slides shut, I lose it all, crumbling to the floor in heart-wrenching sobs.