It was the late afternoon when Joanne arrived at home after her lesson of yoga. Just like every other Friday. She must admit she arrived a bit sooner 'cause she didn't have a coffee with girls like usually.

She kicked off her sneakers, threw away her bag with gym suit and went straight to the kitchen. She decided to have a coffee by herself. She was pretty relaxed after three hours of relaxing music , not the best company though , but relaxing exercises made her feel better. She escaped for three hours from her boring 'rich' household. That was one of two times, when she felt like this. The other one was when she spend her time with Robert.

,,Oh damn !'' she growled when she dropped a spoon. Bending over the bar chair for it, listening to the sound of the café machine, how it grinded coffee beans.

Suddenly she heard a loud squeak and skinny laugh. She quickly straightened herself and slowly, quietly walked into the hall.

,,Oh Larry, stop it !'' a giggles echoed through the hall, coming from upstairs.

Joanne gasped opening her mouth widely in shock.

Is it…can it be…no !

She rushed up the stairs, facing the open doors into her and Larry's bedroom.

No…no-no-no-no-NO ! she stepped closer to the door, listening to the giggles and Larry's laugh.

,,You Motherfucker !'' she yelled when she stepped into their bedroom.

,,Jo !'' he gasped in shock, lying in their bed.

Being straddled by small…and quietly young black woman, who desperately tried to hide her- well everything- when she saw Joanne. Her short black hair half covering her face.

,,Yes me ! And this bitch is ?! When we already introduced ourselves ? ….or I rather don't want to know,'' she waved her hands closing her eyes and walking to her closet.

,,Jo , Jo- I can explain it,'' Larry tried to get the black girl off him.

,,Ha I'm curious how, you dick !'' she pulled from her closet a big suitcase throwing quickly and angrily several pieces of her wardrobe in it.

,,I-I'm so sorry-'' the black girl tried to say.

,,-Shut up you slut !'' Joanne growled through her teeth.

,,C'mon Joanne, you don't have to be rude at Jane-''

,,-Well then I tell you somethin' little Jane,'' she closed the suitcase , facing them. ,,When he gets enough of you, then don't expect you kick him back to my feet ever again !''

,,He said, he's not married-''

,,Well not for long !'' she shouted from the door, not facing them anymore and walking away.

,,Wait Jo- don't leave-'' Larry tried to stop her.

,,Right…I forgot my make up,'' she opened the suitcase again and threw some of her creams and also jewelry, not caring of anything else but to finally getting out of there.

,,Joanne you don't want to even listen how-''

,,No Larry ! And cover yourself fuck up a little at least !'' she yelled at him . ,,If you want to talk to me, then you must find me. Oh and you've got coffee downstairs,'' she smirked for the last time before she , fast as a lightning , rushed to the stairs and down , running across the hall and grabbing her bag with gym suit. Slamming the door and pulling out her phone to call a taxi.


She already left him…many times…twice a year…but now it was real.

No hotels, he's got number on every second one that I know. My mom would kick me with her 'Another divorce ,huh ?' . My brother is who-knows-where. Sam, Liz, Rose or Kathy wouldn't let me in their houses, so I can forget about sleeping there or living ! Phoa…

She tried to figure out where is she going to sleep tonight, and the other thousands following nights.

Oh hold on . Looking out of the car window she saw Robert walking with his friends somewhere in some nightclub.

He will understand it, he will understand me…he surely will…she decided what to do.