LISA

I worried about Jennie after getting off the phone with Kendal, and on my way out of the office to meet Kendal, I called Jennie. She never answered. But I wanted to make sure she was okay, and for her to go somewhere safe other than going home, so I sent her a message.

To[Babe]

I'm on my way to meet with Kendal, and I'd like to ask that you go somewhere other than your apartment. I want to make sure you're in a safe place as I'm minutes away from dropping the bomb on her.

Fr[Babe]

I just left the clinic. I'll head over to a friend's.

I got to the house before Kendal. And I immediately started packing what I left behind the last time I was here, grabbing as much of my things as I could so I didn't have to make another trip. As I piled the bed of my clothes, I heard the door open, then slam shut. "You son of a bitch!" Kendal screamed.

Yep. Kendal's here...

"Is name-calling going to solve anything?" I asked when she entered the bedroom.

Seconds later, she shoved me to the bed. "What the fuck, Lisa? Why the fuck would you serve me at my work? What the fuck is wrong with you?" She screamed, throwing the papers at me..

I pushed myself up and pointed to her as I stood. "I will ask that you not put your hands on me again. Pushing, shoving, hitting, or slapping like you always do will not get you anywhere. By doing all those things to me, all it did was push me away. And as for where you got served? It is what it is. Deal with it."

With fury in her eyes, she took a couple of steps, then stopped and repeatedly poked at my chest, hard. "You're the biggest fucking asshole I have ever known."

I slyly grinned. "Noted. Now, will you please step to the side so I can bring my belongings out to my car?"

Her hands lowered, then she gripped her hips. "I'm not moving until you tell me why you're doing this, and I'd like to know how long you have been planning this."

"Do you want the truth?"

"Yes!" She screamed, stomping her foot.

"Since the day we said I do."

Her eyes widened, and her mouth dropped like a block of cement falling from the sky. Then she pushed me once again. "This whole time? Why didn't you ever talk to me about this?"

I laughed. Is Kendal serious right now?

"Kendal," I snapped. "I tried. I tried so many fucking times, and you never wanted to talk. Whenever I brought anything up, you always said you didn't want to talk about it. And anytime I said this isn't working for us, you would brush it off and walk away. If you weren't locking yourself in the bedroom, you were leaving and not coming back until hours later, drunk as a skunk."

She stared evilly into my eyes, and when her mouth didn't open to yell back a response, I knew I struck one of her chords. She knew I was right.

Speaking of chords. The day I have long waited for, for so long, has finally arrived, and I'm more than excited to cut these fucking strings Kendal bound and attached to me over three years ago, finally.

I am no longer Kendal's puppet.

I stepped away from her and scooped up an armful of my clothes, and began bringing them to my car. Kendal followed me out, and after I laid them in my trunk, she reached in, pulled them out, and dropped them to the ground. "What the fuck are you doing, Kendal?" I asked, bending down and picking them back up.

"You're not going anywhere. We are going to go back inside, and we're going to talk about this. We can fix this," Kendal hissed as I laid my clothes back in the trunk.

"Kendal. Enough," I snapped, walking away from her. "I don't fucking love you, and you don't love me. Hell... we have never loved each other!"

She followed me back in the house and shoved me as I stepped foot in the door, causing me to trip and fall. "That's bullshit, and you know it. I have always loved you."

I closed my eyes, my fists, and took a couple of deep breaths. I needed to calm myself before I did something I knew I would regret. I opened my eyes, pushed myself up off the floor, and pointed in Kendal's face, growling, "If you love me. You have a funny way of showing it..." I turned around and headed to grab the rest of my clothes off the bed.

The next thing I knew, I was back on the ground. "Damn it, Kendal" I yelled. "Will you please stop fucking shoving me around? We're finished! We're fucking finished! And you need to get this in your fucking crazy head of yours, that there will never be you and me ever again!"

As Kendal stood still, trying to fake her tears. I hurried to the bedroom, grabbed the rest of my clothes off the bed, and brought them out to the car. When I walked back in, Kendal was lunging at me with her fists in the air. I reached for her hands, grabbed hold of them, and held them firmly. "Let me go!" She demanded.

I crossed her arms, spun her around, and held her tight as she tried freeing herself. "Kendal. You need to stop," I said calmly. "I'm not going to let go of you until you stop this nonsense. You need to open your eyes and see we are not meant to be. We were never meant to be a couple. And if we were. Things between us would have been a lot different."

"Please don't do this, Lisa. Let's try to work this out, and if it means saving you, I'm willing to see a marriage counselor."

I shook my head. "No, Kendal. It's way too late for that. Besides, you can't fix something that was never there. The last three years have been the most miserable times of my life, and I'm tired. I can't do this with you anymore, and I cannot fight with you anymore, either. Think about it, Kendal Really think about it. Have you ever been happy in our marriage? All you've ever wanted me for was for security. Not love. And I honestly believe you're not capable of loving anyone."

"You're wrong," she breathed, finally letting her body go limp.

"I'm going to release you. But if you come at me again, I will restrain you, somehow, until I leave."

As I released her, she dropped to the ground and stayed there while I finished packing up my car. Packing it entirely to the point where all you saw was the driver's seat. Knowing I still hadn't mentioned Jennie to her, I went back into the house. Kendal was now sitting on a chair, looking over the divorce papers. "Please sign the papers," I quietly begged. "I don't want to fight anymore, and to keep this simple; I'm giving you everything with a large chunk of money. So that I can be free of you."

She looked up, eyed me for a second, then looked back down. "I need to know. Is there someone else in your life?"

"Yes," I proudly admitted. It wasn't that I was proud I was fooling around on Kendal. And it wasn't that I was proud if I hurt her if that's how she even felt. But the proudness I felt was with me. And that was for finally telling her the truth.

"How long have you been unfaithful?" She asked, still looking down at the papers.

"I met her about seven months ago at that basketball game I went to with Bam and Jackson"

She looked up, and her bright brown colored eyes turned dark. "Who is she, Lisa? Who the fuck is she?" She hissed, throwing the papers to the side of her.

I was afraid to say her name. But I also wanted Kendal to stop harassing her.

"Tell me, Lisa. I want to know who she is!" She demanded.

"You know what? I'll tell you who she is. Only because I want you to know, she's innocent. This woman had no idea I was married. She had zero clues as to who I really was or who I was married to. And for that. I will ask that - wait. Scratch that," I said, walking closer to her. I stopped, gripped my hips, then leaned down to her. "Because I'm not even going to ask. I'm going to tell you right now that I want you to stop going over to her place unannounced, and I'm demanding that you stop harassing her."

I stood, then watched her face turn red, growing redder until she looked like the devil. "Jennie? You're fucking Jennie?" She yelled, standing fast, then her hands quickly reached up, grabbing ahold of my neck as she tackled me to the ground. "You Asshole! You fucking asshole! She's pregnant! She's fucking pregnant!"

I freed Kendal's hands from my neck. Then, I wrestled my way out of her and pinned her to the ground. "Yes. Jennie is pregnant. And you're going to leave her alone. As I said, she had no clue about me or you. So leave her alone."

"I asked you the other day if she was who you were fucking. And you flat out said NO!"

"I did. And that's the truth."

"You just told me that you're fucking Jennie, which resulted in her pregnancy. You just can't help but lie! You're one pathological liar!"

I grinned, released my hold, and stood, raking my fingers through my hair, slowly stepping backward. "See. That's where you're wrong, Kendal. I am not a liar, and yes, Jennie is pregnant. But I wasn't fucking Jennie. I was making love to her."

"Argh!" She screamed, pushing herself up.

"Goodbye, Kendal."

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