Chapter 1
Alexis glanced at the clock and saw that it was already 9:15. She felt a surge of anger and frustration as she realized that her husband, Erick, had not bothered to call or text her to let her know where he was or if he was coming home. This was not the first time he had stayed out late, but she had hoped that he would at least have some decency and respect for her feelings. She was tired of waiting up for him, wondering if he was safe or if he was with someone else.
She was about to give up and go to bed when she heard the doorbell ring. She frowned and walked to the door, wondering why Erick would ring the bell instead of using his key. She looked through the glass and saw him standing there, swaying slightly and holding a bottle of whiskey. He looked like a mess, his clothes wrinkled and his hair disheveled.
She opened the door and reached out to help him inside. He stumbled past her and mumbled something unintelligible.
“TAKE YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF OF ME WOMEN!” He spat out before pushing her aside as he made his way into their matrimonial home.
She sighed and followed him to the couch, where he collapsed and closed his eyes. She felt a pang of sadness as she looked at him. She wished he would show her some affection and care, instead of arguing and fighting with her all the time. She wished he would appreciate her and treat her well, instead of taking her for granted and hurting her. She wished he would love her the way she loved him. But she knew that was just a dream. A dream that would never come true.
Sometimes all Alexis wished for was for her husband to show her some love and compassion instead of the constant bickering and fighting all day, every day. but a woman was allowed to dream isn’t she. she signed heavily.
“I’m sorry if I’m so disgusted by you Erick, I was just trying to do my wife’s duties” Alexis snapped at him for his disgusting behavior towards her.
“Woman if I wanted your help, I would have alerted you, he added.
Erick where is your car? she enquired as she scanned the driveway for his car.
“Is that any of your concern?” he snapped.
Fine, Alexis added dismissing the conversation.
Alexis ended the conversation and made her way into the kitchen when she heard a small knock.
“Who is it” she called out making her way back to the door.
“Good evening, I’m just returning the car keys,” James’s spoke as he hands the car keys over to Alexis.
“Hello James, I didn’t mean to sound rude I was just wondering where my careless husband left his car this time.”
“It’s fine you have all right to question and wonder about Erick’s where about” James added curving his lips into a smile.
Thank you she said with a brief smile.
“Stop flirting with my wife you prick,” Erick said glaring at Alexis with an angry look.
The term ‘wife’ caused Alexis to blush as if she was a six-year-old when given a treat. Erick and Alexis have been married for 3 years.
“Hey man I’m not flirting with your wife,” James said placing his hands in the air as a defense.
“Good night thanks for looking after Erick for me,” she said with a firm smile.
“It’s my duty,” James said before making his way into the driveway to his parked car.
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Alexis locked the front door and made her way into the kitchen to fix Erick a plate. Since she suggests he might be a bit hungry and it’s after 9pm. What kind of a husband leaves his home at 6 am and returns at nine in the night? Does he hate me so much that he can’t stand the sight of me? She questioned, as she placed the remaining pasta into the refrigerator.
Alexis always hopes and prays for a change in Erick’s behavior towards her. All she does is to make him happy, but it seems as though their marriage will never get better.
She was about to get a plate from the dishwasher when she felt a pair of hands on her waist preventing her from moving forward, she felt his hands moving towards her breast and the other making its way into her nightwear. Alexis’s heartbeat quickens at his touch, she never felt Erick’s skin against her. It was always so new to her as she didn’t know how to react to his touch, so she pushed his hands away turning in his arms to face him.
“What is it didn’t you say enough already?” she added as she tried to catch her breath.
“I don’t want to fight with you right now woman.” He said looking down at her. Alexis watched his chest rise and fall, his breath polluting my airways and his hands gripping my butt.
“What has gotten over you,” Alexis said shakily as she examines his blood clot eyes.
“You! The sight of you irritates and tortures me.” being harsh was nothing new to Alexis as she was accustomed to his behavior towards her.
“What,” she said on the verge of tears, I can’t allow him to see me cry, I’ve been nothing but strong, but he’s been draining my energy lately.
Alexis fought hard to get out of his grip so that she can leave but instead, he pushed her up against the kitchen counter and spread her legs apart his hands making their way between her thighs and into her underwear swiftly.
“Stop! I… uh I don’t want this" she yelled with tears evident in her eyes.
“It’s not what you want! You’re my wife and I’ve decided it’s time for us to consummate our married” he said as the smell of whiskey escapes his mouth.
The next minute she heard a hard spank; upon further inspection, she saw her palms on Erick’s face.
Erick took a step back trying to figure out what happened a few seconds ago.
“It’s always something about you spoiled brats,” she said jumping down from the counter and running up the stairways.
Alexis got into her room and locked the door behind her as she took another shower before retiring to bed. The shower was quite longer than usual, she cried as she scrubbed her skin trying to forget what had happened downstairs, blaming herself for not having sex with her husband. Alexis curled up under the covers and cried until she fell asleep.
Beep Beep
She hear the familiar sound of the alarm clock and smile. It's a new day and I'm ready to make an impact. I don't know what challenges or opportunities await me, but I'm eager to find out. Alexis hop out of bed and get ready for the day, feeling optimistic and energized.
She got out of bed, brushed her teeth, and combed her hair. She went downstairs to make breakfast for herself and Eric. She was humming a tune when she heard the door lock. She ran to the door and saw Eric leaving in his work clothes. She wondered if he felt any remorse for what he had done, but she knew Eric will always be Eric.
