Joanna King was a beautiful thirty-three year old. She was about five feet nine inches tall. She had dark, long wavy, hair just down past her shoulders. She had light blue eyes. For the last ten years she'd been married to Derek King he was a partner a Fortunate 500 company. He supported Joanna. She didn't work. She always wanted to work but Derek insisted she didn't have to. She lived Boston, Massachusetts but she grew up in West Newbury. Her best friend through childhood and still to this day was John Cena. She'd lived next door to him. After he became famous she thought they would never speak again. They got together every time he was in town for at least lunch. She and his girlfriend Nikki didn't like each other very much. They tolerated each other for John's sake. Lucky for Joanna they didn't see each other very much. Joanna was preparing dinner for her and Derek. Derek came through the door.
"Hi honey." Joanna said. Derek came into the kitchen. She could tell something was wrong. "What's wrong?"
"Jo, I want a divorce."
"What?"
"I've fallen in love with someone else." "We met online." "I've already been to my attorney." "Here are the papers." He put his briefcase on the table and took out the papers." "I've already signed them."
"Why?"
"I don't love you anymore." "I'm bored with you." "I need excitement in my life." "Candy creates that for me."
"Candy?" "What is she?" "A stripper?"
"Exotic dancer."
"Derek how could you do this?"
"Over the years you just became boring."
"You could've mentioned something."
"Sign the papers." "Candy's moving in tomorrow."
"What?"
"I want you out by then." "I've already transferred the money from our joint account into a single account for me."
"Where am I supposed to go?" "You know I don't have any family or anything."
"That's not my problem." "Everything belongs to me since we never had a pre-nup." "Even your car."
"You're taking my car to."
"It's mine."
"What am I supposed to do for money?
"I'll give you five-hundred dollars."
"That's not enough."
"Again that's not my problem." "I'll give you five-hundred dollars and pay for a cab to take you anywhere you wanna go." "Let me know when dinner's done."
"You think I'm still making you dinner?!" She shouted. "Go to hell?" She ran up the stairs and into the bedroom. She started packing.
The next morning a cab picked up Joanna and drove her to a "Motel 6." She felt all alone she had no one.
Two days later she was sitting in the hotel. She was trying to figure out where she was going to go when she ran out of money. She was thinking about looking up some women's shelters. Her cell phone rang.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hey Jo." John said.
"Hi John."
"How are you?"
"Great."
"How's Derek?"
"Great."
"I'm in Boston." "Wanna get together for lunch?"
"Sure."
"Usual place?"
"Ok."
"See you then."
"Ok." They hung up.
Joanna made herself look presentable as possible. She hadn't slept much in the last two days. She began the twenty block walk to the restaurant. By the time she got to the restaurant she was exhausted. John was already waiting at a table. She sat down.
"Hi John." She said.
"Hi."
"How's Nikki?"
"Good."
"That's great."
"Jo."
"What?"
"What's wrong?"
"How can you always tell when something is wrong?"
"I know you."
"I came here to have a good time with you."
"Jo, tell me."
"Derek left me."
"What?"
"He fell in love with a stripper." "We're already divorced." "He kicked me out with five-hundred dollars and my clothes." "When I run out of money I'll have to go to a shelter." She said tearfully.
"No you won't." "I'm gonna check you into the hotel I'm staying at then tomorrow you're coming home with me to Tampa." "You can stay in the guesthouse."
"No I couldn't."
"Yes you can."
"What about Nikki?"
"She won't care." "Wait. "So, how did you get here?"
"I walked."
"How far?"
"Twenty blocks."
"Twenty blocks?" "Why didn't you tell me you needed a ride?"
"I didn't want to trouble you."
"It's no trouble."
The afternoon Joanna and John arrived at his place.
"Honey I'm home." John said. Nikki came downstairs.
"Baby I missed you." They kissed.
"I missed you to."
"Hi Jo." "Sorry about Derek." Jo could tell he was being insincere and really didn't want her there.
"Thanks."
"Let me show to the house Jo." John said. He picked up her bags.
They walked about twenty feet away from the house. The guesthouse was right on the lake. They went inside.
"The pool is on the other side of the house." John said. "Feel free to use it anytime."
"Ok." She hugged him. "Thank you so much for everything."
"You're welcome." "You know I'd never let anything happen to you."
"I know." "I just still can't believe any of this."
"Everything's gonna be ok." "To tell you the truth I never really liked Derek." "I always thought you could do better." "If you need anything." "I'll be up at the house."
"Ok.
There's the first chapter. I hope you liked it.