Chapter 2.
1093 Words
Mrs Smith POV,
I turned, and there he was, the person whom I had been hiding from all the while. What was he even doing home when he was supposed to be at a conference? He was pinning his father to the bed and blasting at him like an overprotective father whose daughter just got beaten up by her boyfriend.
Jacob didn't utter a word nor try to hit him back either. He just pushed him off he and left the house. I knew that this time, I had crossed the bottom line with Jacob. Turning his against was totally unacceptable. Henry was the one person in the world that he loved without any strings attached.
Henry, rushed by my side, terrified and concerned, "Mom, are you okay?
I'm so sorry that he hit you. I promise that I won't let him or anyone else to lay their fingers on you again. "He said as he brought his head closer to take a look at my jaw.
I blew up at him!
So what are you now? My knight in shining armor? How dare you even speak to your father in such a rude manner? I thought we raised you better?
Even if I did need protection, it could be from you and not him. Because my husband will never hit me purposely or bring disgrace upon me like you did.
If a few punches are what I get to receive my punishment, I would gladly take it.
Even so, Mom, you don't deserve to be hit like an animal just because you made a mistake. Everyone is entitled to mistakes, and Dad himself has made way more mistakes in his life.
He has no right to kill you for that. If there's anyone to blame, that should be me or himself. If only he had shown up like he promised, that couldn't happen.
Oh, really? Your Dad is to be blamed for you coming unto your mother's bed, right?
Who said it was your business coming to that place in the first place? Did your father ask you to be his substitute or perchance I did ask you to?
You're so right. I should have ignored the fact that my mother threatened to commit suicide and mind my own business. I will take that into consideration next.
Henry, I think the three days I took away from you were not sufficient to get over that despicable act. Therefore, I need you to leave this instant. I don't want to see or talk to you anymore. Your presence is irritating! I fulminates.
Yeah, Mommy, now everything is fault, right? I accept the title "The son who r**e his mother"
You don't want to see me again, right? That's fine! Suit yourself because I can't bear the thought of seeing you again, either! I will do you the favor, I'm leaving, and the only time you will ever see me again will be at your funeral or mine!
Henry fumed. As he walks out of the room and out of my life!
It broke me seeing he walk out on me. Notwithstanding, regardless of how painful it was seeing he leave home for the first time, I thought that it was for the best.
Not that I hated my son or that I wanted to pinned everything that happened between us on his head at all. It was just that ever since that intercourse, I couldn't get he out of my head. His touch was so familiar and indescribable. He had the touch of the only man that I ever loved. My mind kept drifting back to that moment, causing me a lot of distress.
At first, I thought s*x could eased it, so I want to this very special place, "Unique Happiness." It is a luxurious hook up place, very confidential, and extremely entertaining. Firstly, their menu online is sent to you with hot guys of all sizes. You get make your choice, provide details of what you could prefer and your expectations during intercourse.
I submitted all the entries. Although I never wanted to cheat on my husband, but, even so, I needed to kill this flame before I got consumed.
At Unique Happiness, my order was ready a very handsome and muscular guy, with a hairy chest and a well outline six-pack. Just the sight of he in your bed could turn you on. Yet, for me, he was no use. He made me a bobble bath, gave me a very nice massage, we had an oral s*x and even foreplay but nothing worked.
Not only did it not work, but it even made my condition worse because I kept imagining he as Henry at every point. Hence, I asked the guy to bring in another person who was better than himself. Perchance, both their services combined could give me the results I needed.
The guy sat by me, took my hands like a best friend could, and said to me,
"In as much as that would could possibly happen, I am confident that it won't give you what you desire. It's like, You being hungry but the only food available is what you are allergic to, no matter how delicious or pleasing its aroma is, if you venture around it , it will only cause you more discomfort.
Having s*x in order to forget a person that you've bonded is like eating your allergies just because you are hungry. What you had with the husband is so strong that even five men having you at the same time won't bring you any pleasure, but reasons to want him all the more.
I was stunned to hear that, but that wasn't all yet. He went on with the lecture,
Look, you still love him, so try to fix it. It's time to let go of the rages. "Two wrongs can never make a right." You're the wife, so give if you must. If you want so space for now, you're welcome to stay here until your head is clear up. I will keep you company whenever I am on break.
He was kinda right. So after three days with him I home hoping to fix things only for me to end up scattering it beyond repair.
I lay on the floor with the bag of ice pressed against my jaw, wishing that I could fall as at least for a while..
I was all alone here, while Jacob was most likely seeking comfort in the arms of that controlling freak Alexander.
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