The sun breaks through my window pulling me from my slumber. I lean back against the bed and I began to think back to when I was a kid at six years old. I woke up calling for my parents one night because I had had a bad dream about tootsie rolls eating me alive. I was so scared because it felt so real, like it was actually happening. My mother and father came and calmed me down, and after explaining to them my dream they diagnosed that I had had the dream because I had eaten about sixty tootsie rolls earlier that day. It made sense, you know? Something happening because of something you did to cause it. I always believed that you are in charge of everything that happens in your life, simply because you control your choices and the actions that follow them. So I try to think hard of any reason why I deserved this; falling in love at 16, with a girl nonetheless, marrying that same girl at 22, and divorcing her a mere 2 years later because of her infidelity. Is it so horrible to want a monogamous relationship with someone you truly love? It's moments like these where I wish to just go back to my childhood and retain that level of innocence I once had.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts again, this time by my cell phone.

"Hello" I answer.

"Hey, it's me," Its Kyla, my best friend also known as Ashley's younger sister.

"Yea I do pay for caller ID you know," I joke.

"Ha-ha such a comedian you are," she replies.

"Well I do try," I answer while getting out of bed.

"Anyways, what are you doing today?" Kyla asks.

"Umm…nothing but I'm guessing you wish to be in my presence for awhile," I say conceitedly.

"Just bustin' out the jokes today, aren't you?" I mean in my opinion, I totally have a reason to be arrogant. Just joking. Maybe.

"Eh, you know I love you," I do, I truly do. Especially now that she's helping me through everything dealing with Ashley.

"You better! So I say we go for ice cream at the park and maybe watch some planes take off after," Ah, the perfect remedy!

"Hear my soul speak. Of the very instant that I saw you, did my heart fly at your service," Yea...I just quoted Shakespeare on her.

"I love you more than words can wield the matter. Dearer than eyesight, space and liberty," Kyla replies. Oh she's good! I totally wish I fell in love with Kyla instead sometimes. Quoting Shakespeare in the early mornings, reading passages from Hamlet at night. Sound like my type of life; way better than the one I'm living now.

"You're such a goof," she says bringing me out of my thought again. What is up with people interrupting my inner ramblings all of a sudden? But, it's Kyla so I'll let it slide.

"Yet for some reason you still love me," I so know she does.

I hear a beep letting me know another call is trying to come though. It's Ashley. Gosh, she really needs to understand that I'm serious this time. Calling me a million times a day won't help her this time. And I definitely won't be answering any of them until I'm well and ready.

"She's calling you again isn't she?" Kyla says, breaking me from my staring contest with Ashley's name on my screen.

"Yea, I'm not answering as usual. She really needs to just stop. If she keeps this up I'm going to change my phone number," I say seriously.

"O geeze! Please don't! I had enough trouble remembering this one as is." Haha. She's such a goofball, always knowing how to cheer me up.

"Well I hope I don't have to," I say seriously, bringing the mood back down.

"Spence, if I didn't say this already I'm really sorry. She's blood and I've never felt more ashamed to be related to someone." That's harsh but completely understandable.

"Yea, thanks Kyla. You really are the best." I tell her truthfully.

"With that being said I'll be over in 5, that good?" Better than good actually.

"Yea I'll be listening out for you. See you in a bit." I reply

"Alrighty." I hang up and sigh at the ceiling feeling as though the weight of the world is suddenly on my shoulders. I use to once wake up and look forward to my day ahead, but now all I do is dread it from beginning to end. Becoming entranced in my thoughts again I think back to the first time Ashley broke my heart.

Flashback

I'm so proud of Ashley. She's becoming all she's wanted and more. I can't believe we've come this far, from us falling in love junior year to us marrying 6 years later. I feel like my life is finally complete, so much that it feels like the type of fairytale ending to a romantic children's book. That's why tonight I'm setting up a romantic dinner for us, since she just got back from her first tour and all. So its kind of a big deal to her and me as well.

Ashley's supposed to be getting back from the studio soon and I'm putting the final touches on our special dinner tonight. I made her favorite; spaghetti n' meatballs with some nice Italian garlic bread on the side. For dessert I was thinking fudge sundaes, and maybe something more. I look around at the food on the table and realize I'm missing something. Shit! I forgot to pick up some wine on the way home like I was gong to do. Ashley should be home soon, but I think I have enough time to go to the corner store about five minutes away from our condo. I grab my wallet and keys and rush out the door so I can get back in enough time.

I hurry and get the wine from the Beer n' Wine store and rush back home. It took me exceedingly longer than I wanted it to seeing as Ms. Robinson, one of our neighbors, wanted to tell me of the adventures of her newborn grandchildren and her extremely crabby cat. About thirty minutes later I finally arrive back at out building and see Ashley's car is parked, so I know she's home and probably very surprised. I run up to our apartment door and put the key in the lock and turn it just as quickly. I get inside and see the lights off, which is weird because Ashley likes to have all the lights on even when she doesn't need certain ones. I put the wine bottle on the kitchen counter and go in search of my lovely wife. I head upstairs first and see our bedroom light on through the cracked door.

Pushing open the door I scream, "Happy Anniversary ba-," but stop short at the sight I see. Ashley is on top of another girl kissing down her body like she's done to me too many times before in the same familiar path. I soon recognize the other girl to be her assistant Michelle. Ashley either doesn't hear my greeting or dismisses it, but Michelle quickly notices me standing in the doorway with tears streaming down my cheeks, gripping on the doorknob for dear life as if it can keep me from crumbling down to the floor.

"Ashley what the fuck?" I scream in what can only be described as pure agony.

She hops up and turns to look at me

"Shit Spence" She says trying to cover herself with the sheet. Really? Wow…

"I can't believe you! On our anniversary, how could you Ashley?" I say still crying and screaming at the sudden turn of events.

"I'm sorry Spence. She means nothing I swear! Please baby, I'm so sorry" Ashley says now standing in front of me trying to grab on to my hands, but I keep pulling them and myself away from her the closer she gets.

"Michelle can you please leave me and my WIFE alone?" I say holding back my tears now, and beginning to exert anger towards the situation.

"And please don't enter this house again" I add for good measure.

"I'm so sorry Spencer. I'm ju-..I'm sorry. I'll go now" Good thing she realized when she needed to step off.

"Babe, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please done leave me, please don-," Ashley says. I can hear the desperation in her voice, but I refuse to believe she's sorry for what she's done. Not when she brought another woman into our home and tries to sleep with her in our bed.

I just look at her, losing all resolve to speak and walk away and out of the house. I can hear her yelling my name as I'm walking away, but I ignore it. As I get into my car preparing to just drive, go anywhere, I realize…she didn't follow me.