Goodbye Anastacia.

ANASTACIA'S POV

Since i left Pierce, my heart has been hammering against my chest in a weird manner, like i have done something wrong, when in reality, i only gave him a piece of my mind. He didn't have any right to talk about my husband the way he did and the guts, the guts he had to call me a whore.

Dexter had called to inform me about a business award ceremony that we had to attend at Primal hall downtown and i had to be there, at least for him and our company. While Dexter gives his speech, a very familiar scent hit my nose, a scent i cannot miss not even while unconcious.

A feeling of unrest settles on my face and i begin to search the crowd for it or rather him. He has to be here, that scent cannot just come from anybody. I search frantically, completly ignoring Dexter and his speech.

I didn't want to be here, my mind and body tells me i belong somewhere else not here on this podium looking at a bunch of fake smilling faces who would do anything to climb the top of the business ladder. I continue to search around and try not to make it so obvious. Soon enough, i find him standing at the far end, almost at the entrance and all the worry in my my mind fades into nothing.

There is nothing in his eyes, maybe he found out that i always know what he is thinking just by looking in his eyes. They are empty now, have no feelings in them, holds no hope like they usually do. No anger, happiness, nothing.

I feel hurt right now, so hurt as i stand here aware of the fact that i did that to him. I admit that i said a lot of wrong things back at the tent and he didn't deserve any of it. Well, he did deserve some of it. That aside, i lied about the first sex i had in high school, although i didn't love the guy because he was an extreme nerd, that was the most amazing sex in the whole universe, well, until Pierce came along.

After a while, Mr angry disappears through a door in the hall, where on earth is he going? Is he even supposed to be here? This is a business meeting for elites.

"I love Dexter". I murmur to myself. "I got married to him because i love him, i got married to him because i adore him, because he is the man for me". I reminded myself.

"But you already broke that vow, remember. Made love with someone else and that someone else isn't Dexter". A voice in my head reminds me.

"No". I disagreee "We didn't make love, we just had sex and it was a mistake".

"And the second time in the male dressing room".?

"Nothing really happened in the dressing room, plus i only went in there to find out if i was seeing things or i really saw him". I explained.

"And the third"?. The voice was getting impatient now. "In the rest room where he almost ate your lips and your neck".?

"Well ....i......i". I stammar, trying to find the right answer as a blush finds its way to my cheek. I admit that the third time was good and i enjoyed it.

The voice squeals. "And today was the height of it right? the best you've ever had".

"Yes". I smile to myself as goosebumps appear on my skin.

I feel something tugging my arm continuously and i grunt in annoyance. I look up to find Dexter and a million plus people staring at me worriedly but Dexer, he wasn't staring at me worridly, instead he had irritation in his features. Oh gracious lord, i managed to make him.....irritated.

"You've been murmuring to yourself all the while i gave my speech, did you even hear a word i said".? He whispered.

"I'm sorry". I apologised "I wasn't thinking straight".

He scoffed. "Yeah right". He moves closer to me and place a light kiss on my forehead. "Act like nothing happened, put on your perfect smile and we'll talk about this when we get home".

On his command, i flash a sweet smile to him and to the other people in the hall.

"After my speech, go fix your face, there's too much red and get a makeup artist if you can't do your own makeup". He whispers again before turning to the microphone with a much more alluring smile plastered on his face.

"The bastard can't even recognise a blush when he sees one". The voice says angrily.

After his speech and so many plesantries, i excused myself to the restroom to fix my makeup of course, I go through the door i saw Pierce going through earlier today, i don't know why but i need to find him and apologise.

The area was dark because it was already late in the night but i manage to find my way. To be honest, i do not know where i am going, I just let my feet do the walking while my eyes do the seeing. I come to a corner where there are bright lights, finally, something to aid my vision.

I soon hear a sound, a very familiar sound and it makes my head spin. I want to run far away from that sound but my legs wouldn't move. I remember the last time i heard that sound, it was Dexter and his mistress. Tears cloud my vision and i do not know why. It could be anybody right? It can't be him.

I move closer and closer to the sound but there's a barrier. Afraid of what i might see, I shakily raise my hand towards the door and push it open. The tears i have been holding in comes pouring down my face. There is a lady there, sitting on a table and he is in beween her legs.

He is kissing her while his fingers are going in and out of her. A gasp escape my lips and aware of a third presence they quickly stop their little makeout session.

"Leave". He commands her and she gets off the table but not without flashing him a seductive smile. She reaches my side and smirks at me, it only adds to my anger but i had to control myself, i wanted all my anger to be dircted at Pierce and him alone.

As the blond shuts the door, he turns around to face me with a smirk on his face. "Need something princess".?

"You'll need to visit the hospital soon sweetheart". I say and before he registers or thinks about what i just said, i threw my purse at him with a scream. Luckily, he dodged before the purse hit him

I didn’t stop at that, oh, no way. I pull off the left leg of my shoe and throw at him accompanied with another ear piercing scream. This time, it hits him right at his stomach, he doubles over with a grunt. Serves him right.

I pause a little to see how long it would take for the effect of the shoe to wear off before i throw the right leg at him. His grunts are becoming louder and in a moment i switch into panic mode.

"Pierce, Pierce.... are okay..".? I take few steps towards him. My heart is banging loudly in my chest. What if i hurt him? What if he dies? What if i never see him again? Fresh tears begins to pour out from my eyes.

He falls to the ground with a loud thud and didn't move. Oh my God i just murdered someone. i...i am a murderer.. i killed him.. i'm going to jail.

I quickly rush to the door and shut it tightly, what if someone comes inside and misunderstands the whole situation? I move closer to him and with shaky hands, i check his pulse.. Wait, his heart is still beating, it means he's not dead right? He's alive.

I put my ear to his chest to check his pulse again, and i was right, the motherfucker is alive. I hit his face lightly. "Pierce, sweetheart, wake up okay, i'm sorry, just wake up, please".

His eyes flutters open and boy, i am so glad right now. I hug him in that position and soon enough, he lets out a loud laughter. "I got you right"?

I raise my head from his chest looking into his eyes with confusion laced in mine. "You were joking all along"?

He nods in agreement and there is amusement in his eyes.

I move away from him quickly, how could he do somthing like that to me? I don't think he is aware of how angry i am right now. How dare he? I race towards the door and take off the right leg of my shoe.

He stands up from the ground. "Wait baby, wait. Let's talk about this okay, I'm sorry, i was mad at you but i still couldn't stop thinking about you. I needed a distraction, something to take my mind from off you".

"And the only thing you could think about was making out with another woman? What the fuck happened to the gym?". I breath out in anger. "You didn't only make out with her, you were putting your finger in her".

"let's...let's talk about this okay, please let's talk about this". He stammars.

"No, i don't want to listen to your useless expla". I throw the shoe hard at him "nation".

"If you don't want to listen to me, then why are you mad why are you throwing stuffs at me". He asks obviously tired of my tantrum.

I look around for more objects to throw, i just need to hit him so bad. My eyes catches an object and it looks heavy. Before i can approach the object Pierce pushes me hard on the ground and quickly lays on me. He locks my hands above my head and keeps his legs hard on mine.

I try to struggle out of his grip. "Let go off me, let me go. I hate you, how dare you".?

"How dare me what? How dare me what, huhh? Did you forget everything you said to me? That I am just the dude who gives you sex? The pizza guy? Have you suddenly forgotten everything you said? You come to me and we make love then the next minute you're running to your husband. What? you expect me to wait for you until the next time you're horny. It's either me or him, Stacy".

He lets me go and i can't even move, i just remain motionless on the floor. Why is he doing this to me? Why is he making me feel this way? "Why did you make me feel this way for you? Was this your plan all along? To play with me and leave me hanging".?

"Heaven knows i love you, and i want nothing more than for you to be happy. You know that you're happy with me and not Dexter".

I rise up to my feet in anger. "But you know that i'm married and i love my husband too much to leave him".

"If you love him so much, what is that thing you feel for me? What is it called".? He grits.

Even, i haven't figured it out yet, i am lost in this world. I just know that something tugs my heart whenever I am with him. When I saw him with that blond, it made my blood boil and for a while all i could see was red.

"I've never felt so possessive of Dexter before, I've never felt the urge to protect him from she wolves or the need to go physical on another lady for him like i felt just now for Pierce. What has this man done to me. What has he done?

He scoffs at my silence. "I thought so too . When you figure out your answer, you know where to find me". He makes his way out of the room and just when he is by the door he says "Goodbye Anastacia".