Title: The Price To Pay
Author: CCke aka Aset
Pairing: reference to Addek - Addison-centric
Set after the season 2 finale
disclaimer: not mine (like duh)
As always hugs Guinny for the bèta. Love you!
I was fed up with Philosophy. So was my muse. Blame Pythagoras and his numbers...
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It's dark outside. There's no moon tonight and the trailer is engulfed in darkness. You don't bother turning on the lights. Turn left, five steps forward, one step to the right, two forward and you've reached the bed. Besides, there's no use in seeing your own tear-streaked reflection in the mirror. Wallowing in self-pity never was your gig.
You kick off your shoes. Black step-in 4-inch high heels. $ 450 Manolo Blahnik originals.
Unzipping the dress and letting it pool to the floor…450 $ of red beauty in that cute little boutique on 5th. Then the silk stockings join the dress on the floor…
You pull back the covers and crawl into bed, still clad in a ready-to-kill thong and bra. 250 $ worth of lingerie – not counting the silk stockings that are in a heap on the floor next to the dress – and you don't even care. Let alone bother to remove them. Oh well… it never was your intention that you'd be the one to take those particular garments off your body tonight anyhow
A sigh as you caress the pillow next to you. Empty space.
You had those blankets shipped in especially from Edinburgh last Christmas. A pair for his parents, and an extra pair for your own bed. 50$ shipment, 300 $ sheets.
You sob and your mascara stains the clean pillowcase as the tears finally spill from your eyes, and the heartache as the image of your husband, avoiding yet sneaking glances at HER keeps flooding your mind. You can't put a price tag on that. You can do so in the paperwork though.
It'll cost him dearly.