DREAMS DO COME TRUE, BUT AT WHAT COST?

Kennedie

“Ahhhhhhh Judith”

I stopped still, and it felt like the whole world had just come to an abrupt halt right before my very eyes.

My throat got tight and tears threatened to spill from my eyes.

“W-what?”

Andrew’s hands dropped down from my breasts and fell limply beside him, the mood completely ruined. I climbed down from his body and dragged the duvet from the bed to cover my nakedness.

How humiliating was this?

We were in the middle of having sex and just when he penetrated me he just had to moan out the name of my best friend.

Andrew stood up stupidly, with his penis just dangling from his legs, long deflated. He might have looked like the clown, but I sure felt like it.

I felt absolutely fucking stupid.

“Babe, please just listen to me, it is not what you think” he said.

I scoffed, trying my absolute best to push back the tears from spilling because quite frankly, he did not deserve even a single drop of my tears… not after all of this.

I scoffed and looked him dead in the eye “how long Andrew?” I asked.

“Babe I’m so sorry-”

I cut him off, before he could continue spilling out more of all of that nonsense from his mouth.

“I do not want to hear it!” I exclaimed. “I am asking you, how long this has been happening for goddamn it! Answer me?”

Andrew just stayed silent, he was still naked and it looked like he was not going to wear clothes anytime soon.

He was just a fucking idiot.

Andrew had nothing left to say, absolutely nothing. He just stood with his shoulders slumped and eyes downcast.

 I shoved his chest continuously “you are a fucking vile person you know that Andrew. How could you do this to me?”

He just stared me in the eyes like he was some kind of lost puppy when clearly I was the victim here.

For heaven sakes we just got back from our honeymoon.

Our marriage was barely two week old.

I just stared at the man whom I thought I knew and yet I somehow missed out the fact that he was cheating on me with my own best friend.

“I really don’t know what you want from me Kennedie”

I was shocked.

“Kennedie? No longer babe or baby you have finally shown your true colors to me” I said.

He hissed “you want to know the truth?” he asked.

I shrugged “that is if you even have the fucking balls to do so, you damn coward”

“I do not fucking love you Kennedie”

And there it was he said it.

Someone please get me out of this horrible written soap opera, where the heroine just got heartbroken by her stark naked husband.

I gasped and the tears I tried so hard to hold in just started rolling down my eyes. I could not even recognize the man who stood in front of me right now.

Andrew Smith was my first love, the only man that I had ever loved. And I know that was such a cliché fucking name but I digress, 

He was my first crush when I was just barely fifteen, and back then he barely ever noticed me but I did not let that stop me. I did everything to get his attention and soon after we started dating.

On my eighteenth birthday my only wish was to get married to him, I wouldn’t accept anything else. And the second I turned twenty I was ready to have my heart’s desire.

Well I guess I got my wish, but at what cost?

Because right now as I stood looking at the man whom I loved with all of my heart, the man whom once upon a time I would have done anything for him, I would have sacrificed it all, even if I had to burn down the entire world.

But now, I barely even recognized who this was.

Our staring contest seemed to be broken when his phone rang. I glared at him “it is probably her isn’t it? Fucking Judith”

“I don’t think that is any concern of yours anymore” he said.

The fuck it isn’t!

I began heading for the phone and when I picked it up, she best believe that I was going to give her a piece of my mind.

Andrew cheated on me, he was the fucking asshole, but she was supposed to be my best friend, mine. 

And she betrayed me.

“What do you think that you are doing?” Andrew asked as I snatched his phone. I locked at the caller and guess what, it was Judith.

Shocker.

I was so tempted to roll my eyes, so far back it got stuck at the back of my head because this shit was all just indeed like some poorly written soap opera.

“What does it look like?” I replied sarcastically.

Andrew held my hand before I could pick up the call he held my hand, tightly “you know that I don’t take good with disrespect Kennedie” he spat.

His face was a shade of red and he looked absolutely livid.

Respect?

I had absolutely lost all respect for him the minute that I found out that he had been shagging my best friend like some dog.

“Let me go Andrew” I said trying to shake his hand off. He just increased the pressure.

“Stop it Andrew you are hurting me” I said.

“Then let it go-” he backhanded me hard across the face and his phone fell to the ground.

I placed my hand on my face “y-you hit me?” My voice was broken.

In all the years that I had known him, Andrew had never laid his hands on me but he was doing it right now, to protect his mistress.

His hands were shaking like he could not comprehend what he had just done.

“Kennedie… baby I am so sorry” he reached to touch me but I flinched, my heart had just turned stone cold.

“Stop it… you don’t love me anymore remember?”

“I really am sorry-”

He had barely gotten the word out before the voice note on his phone began to play. Judith’s sickening voice and they carried the news that completely shattered everything for me.

“Andy baby, I am pregnant so tell me when are you going to finally divorce that bitch wife of yours?”