"Uhhhh, Jacob. Are you kidding me! You said that you would take tonight off. This is getting ridiculous." I stormed out of the room in a bad mood, and that's putting it lightly. He had said that he had someone else to run security at the bar tonight. We were supposed to have a date of sorts, but as always he had to go in because it was busy. I just wish he would find one competent person to make decisions, I mean really its not that hard to decide if person has had to much to drink, give me a break.

"Bella you know we need the money, do you think we can afford the boat, and the clothes, and the T.V. without the money I get there?" he said, trying to make me calm down. We have been going through a "rough patch" that's what Alice and Rosalie liked to call it. Me, I called it my personal hell.

Secretly I don't even refer to him as Jacob anymore; I just call him Adolf, because that's what he is like. He is as controlling as Hitler. He has to preview what I wear before I go out, wants to know who I'm with, he even calls to find out what is taking me so long at the store 10 minutes after I get there. It is ridiculous and I can't stand it anymore. I would leave him but really I'm plain out afraid of him. God knows what he would do to me if I left, let alone if I was seeing someone else. Then to think of what he would do to the guy I was seeing! I have heard stories of how he was to girlfriends in High School and I shudder to think what he would be like with his wife!

"Just go Jacob'" I mumble as I walk over to him and kiss him good bye, "and make some money." He gets cranky if I don't kiss him goodbye and put some oomph in to it. So I reach up on my tiptoes and plant one square on his mouth. I feel his hands tighten around my waist and feel him kiss me back. I need to take something out for dinner tomorrow. Yup, that's how my make out session with my incredibly hot hubby goes now. He kisses and I think about other stuff because it's all I can do to keep from shoving him off of me.

Jacob walks out the door with the red security shirt he wears when he's at the bar and heads out. I pick up the phone and start dialing Rose. She of all people will know the best way to help me here.

"Hello," Rose says.

"Hey Rose, whatcha doing?"

"Nothing just hanging out cruzin the spiz, Ha Ha." Rose loves her Myspace page, its ridiculous. I always tell her she's a Myspace whore, to which she responds with an, I know.

"How did I know that? Who ya talking to today?"

"No one in particular, Em hates it when I get to friendly with the boys. He doesn't understand that with a girlfriend as hot as me it's hard to not have and avid following!" she starts giggling at that. Rose can come off as a very self centered, well, bitch. But really she is one of the best friends I have. I have only known her about 3 years; we met at the bar I was hanging out at because of Jacob, that's how he and I ended up together. She of course had Alice with her on one of there "girl nights." I was immediately drawn to them, they both looked like they were having so much fun, and Rose was just dancing and grinding with any guy who came around but immediately pushed them away after about 5 minutes. I could see why they were drawn to her, hell, I was too! She was absolutely gorgeous! She had the most perfect color of blonde hair that you were sure couldn't be natural, she was wearing shorts so short that you could just make out the crease of the underside of her butt cheek, you know the place your butt meets your leg. They made her legs look phenom! It didn't help that the 4 inch stilettos she was wearing made her legs look even longer. The shirt she had on was cut just so you got an idea of what was underneath but not so much that it didn't make you want to rip it off of her right then and there. If I wasn't so in to men then I think Rose might have been able to turn into a lesbian that night.

Alice looked just as good. She was wearing a shirt dress type thing. Though I'm not really sure how to explain the color of it. It was almost a metallic pink, but not in a bad way. It gave off a silver sheen when the light hit it; it was something I would never dare to wear at all. But the color was striking against her skin and the dark cropped hair style she was wearing bared her shoulders and again as with Rose left just enough to the imagination. It sat off her shoulders and was sort of hanging loosely around her body. The bottom was a tight bad just wide enough to hide her ass. She, too, had on 4 inch stilettos but you could tell she was much shorter than she appeared. Their skin was a perfect balance between tan and fresh cream colors. Every set of eyes in the place was on them as they danced to night away. Some how that night the three of us struck up a friendship and it has been the same ever since. I only found out later that they were in-laws. Alice is Roses husbands' sister.

Then about 6 months later me and Jacob were engaged and getting married with in the month. I should have known then and there when he was pushing for a quick wedding that there was something off. But he was so nice and sweet and really had brought me back to the living after a break up with a crazy man. Seriously the ex was crazy! I used to tell Jacob he was like the sun coming out from behind the clouds after the monsoon had laid its dangerously devastating rain on the Arizona desert.

"You're so full of yourself, Rose, you know that right?" I said jokingly to her.

"Yup, sure do! Hahaha! So, what's going on? Did Jakey-Wakey have to go to work?"

"Yea….again." I sighed.

"Bella, when are you gonna drop him like its hot? I mean you can't stand him; you call him Adolf for gods' sake! Ohhhh, I know what you need!"

"And what's that Rose?" I could only imagine what coming shopping, pedicure, ice cream was. Oh, that sounds good, wonder if Jake left any in the freezer.

"A good piece of ass." I almost dropped the phone and the ice cream box I found in the freezer.

"WHAT! What are you talking about? I have sex all the time with Jake."

"No not a PIECE of ass, I said a GOOD piece of ass. As in not from Jake. You don't like doing with him any way right? You just said the other day that he basically forces himself on you. I mean come on; you were reading the new paper the other night when you two were doing it doggy-style. That is unacceptable in my book!" I couldn't believe her, had she really just told me to cheat on my husband? I think she is losing her mind.

"Rose, how much have you had to drink tonight? You can't seriously be suggesting that I cheat on Jake."

"Yes I am so. Boyfriends make the world a better place. Especially when you're having sex with them."

"Rose…" I whimpered. My mind was swimming. I had never thought of another man that way since me and Jake had gotten together. If I was honest with myself in the 2 years we had been married I had slowly forgotten how to even speak to men other than Jacob. I was even uncomfortable talking to Rose and Alice's husbands. Jake always said I was flirting with them. That may have been true with Emmett, but I mean it was just joking, and he only started it because he thought the blush I got was funny. Usually I would trip or something and then he would laugh even more. Really I had no self confidence any more. I stopped going to the bars with them because I always felt out of place and got super nervous when a guy would approach me.

"Bella…." She mimicked me back, "it's just a suggestion, calm down. Sheesh. Any who, me and Alice are gonna meet later this week for lunch wanna come with?"

"Yea, just text me and let me know when and where and I will make sure its cool with my warden." Bzzz. Bzzz. I looked at my phone, sure enough it was the dear 'ol hubby calling me, "Rose, I have to go. Adolf's calling. Speak of the devil and the devil shall appear right?"

"Right. Jeez, Bella, you deserve to be happy you know." My Rose, always thinking about me.

"I know, but I really have to go. Smooches babe."

"Smooches!" with that I hit the swap call button.

"Hello, honey. Hows the bar?" I could hear Lady Gaga Just Dance playing in the back ground.

"It's good. Just thought I would call and see what you're doing. Are you still mad?" It never paid to stay mad, because he would just get mad because I was mad and it would blow up from there.

So I answered, "Nah, I'm good. Just disappointed is all. We can have our date some other time. You better get back to work and make me some money. I think our stereo speakers are going out. I want to get some newer Cerwin-Vega's."

"OK, babe. I love you."

"You too." With that he hung up. I don't think I had actually said the words I love you to him in about 6 or 7 months. It just felt like such a lie.

I started thinking about Rose's suggestion. But seriously, how would I be able to keep something like that to myself? I can't keep anything form Jake, it's like he sees right through me.

I went to bed that night thinking about me having an affair like you see on T.V. meet a guy while in Vegas or some other vacation hot spot, have a heated passionate night making love, soft and sweet, something I never got anymore. Then saying goodbye the next morning and never seeing him again. I managed to work myself up having this little fantasy so decided to take care of some business for myself and had a lesson in release. My, what a good release it was.