I’m home. Elena?
Fuck it. I hate this place. It is so fucking tidy. This woman that I called my wife always clean every inch of this ridged house. But I love that bitch with all my heart. The way she cooks my favorite foods, so damn delicious, I can always make love to her every after dinner because of that. God! That girl is unbelievable. She is a splendid wife, the love of my life. Good housekeeper and that hot body is always an asset to my image. Having a perfect wife is a plus factor if you want to approach a clientele-to-be. I love her to death.
What the fuck are you doing here, you ungrateful asshole?
She said. Her mouth is also unbelievable. Fuck! I’m exhausted to hell and this is what I come home to, a drunken good-for-nothing bitch. Four bottles of whiskey and two bottles of brandy standing pretty on our dining room table, empty. Fuck! This woman is strong.
You went away for four-days and you freaking think you can just barge in here like nothing’s wrong, you motherfucking asshole?
She threw her glass with brandy at me.
I told you I had a meeting in Chicago and I will be away for four days. I told you that, baby. Didn’t you remember?
I said to her calmly. I got to keep it together. She threw an empty bottle at me.
Meeting my ass!! You just went to Chicago to visit your whore. So you can get away from me. You think I didn’t know?!! You bastard! You fucking bastard!!
Honey, there is no other woman. Honey, I honestly went to Chicago for a meeting. There were new clients ——
Shut up!! LIAR!! You went to your whore! You fuck your bitch!!
I snapped. I can’t help it. That foul-mouthed bitch just knows how to push me to the edge. I slapped her. Gave her big blow to the face. Blood now streaked her beautiful face.
FUCK! Look what you make me do, honey? I’m sorry, baby. I’m sorry. I’m sorry…
I was really sorry that I started to sob. But I am still at rage. And the devil inside me isn’t done yet. I pushed her. I grabbed her to the throat and pushed her to the wall. I squeezed.
Mmm-mmm..
The fucking bitch smiled. She smiled while I was still in rage and guilt with her.
You’re gonna choke me, baby?
She said, even though I was tightening my grip, with a smirk, eyes bright, the fucking bitch is enjoying this.
Your gonna kill me, ain’t you? So you can go (and her angel face turned into rage) to YOUR BITCH!! SO YOU TWO CAN BE TOGETHER!! Damn you! You good for nothing husband!!
I let go of my grip.
Shut up!! Just shut the fuck up!!!
She dropped on the floor. She started coughing and catching as much air. She looked at me emotionless, zombie-like. I started to shiver. I looked at my hands. They are just shaking like crazy, I can’t control it.
I love you, Joseph. When you’re on a trip, it just fucking made me insane. All these thoughts of you having another woman, it just won’t go.
She started to sob.
Make it go away, baby. It is just drives me fucking insane.
She holds her head with her hands, griping her hair, her magnificent blond mane. She banged her head to the wall.
Make it all stop, honey, make it go away.
I hugged her. I wrapped my arms around her. She rests her head on my shoulder and sleep took over us. We never woke up, we never argued again.
