Joanne slowly opened her eyes as sunbeams shinned through the curtains. She blinked few times and turned to her other side. Then she realized , she's not at home , and what happened yesterday. She reached for her phone on the nightstand.
8:37…I should get up. –And get for my stuff.
She hardly claimed from that warm and comfy bed. Her nightgown fell to her thighs as she stood up. She dressed herself and unpacked the rest of her things into wardrobe and on the table.
Holding her empty suitcase she walked into living room. Suddenly she smelled a delicious breakfast that scents through the room. Her eyes fluttered as she inhaled that smell.
,,Robby ?'' she looked over the room and to the hall.
She put down her suitcase next to main doors and went across the living room and into the kitchen. On the dining table was prepared orange juice in glass and plate with ham and eggs. And a small paper with note from Robert. She took the paper and read it.
Good Morning Joanne
I made you breakfast.
I'm doing overtime this weekend, 'cause I took the next week free time.
I'll be at home at the evening , and then we can go somewhere for dinner.
Meanwhile, make yourself comfortable.
Robby
,,Oh, so sweet from you kiddo. Okay, I'm not very hungry , but I'll eat it,'' she put the note back on the table and thought loud. Smelling again , she sat down and she started eating.
Joanne unlocked the main doors of her house and stepped into hallway. Her brow suddenly furrowed when she saw rose petals scattered on the floor. It led her into dining room. On the dining table was a big bouquet of red roses with a small paper saying ''I regret it, Joanne''.
Fuck you for your regrets ! You screwed this , it was the last straw…
She was so upset instantly, that she felt, she could throw things, but she calmed down herself and rather went upstairs.
She packed almost everything. All her wardrobe, all her jewelry, all her bathroom amenities. Some medicaments. Three of her favorites books. Just as much stuff as the suitcase allowed.
After two and a half hours she was fully packed and about to leave. She stopped in the hallway. She slowly turned back, thinking , she pursed her lips, leaving the suitcase in the hallway and going straight into the dining room. With contempt she look on roses , she took off her ring and put it on the table beside bouquet as her response.
,,Now you can regret it as you want !'' she said into empty room.
Turning on her heel and quickly walking away. Joanne grabbed her suitcase, threw in it her shoes, and filled the rest of space in the suitcase. Took the rest in her hands and finally left.
She spent all midday with unpacking her things and putting them in her provisional bedroom. When she was done, she felt free. She cleaned up dishes from the sink.
After stopping water, she looked at her hand…her bare hand, without ring. Her other hand landed on her mouth to stifle her cry. It forced her to sit on a chair.
She never thought about it like this. Yes of course, she left him many times, but only, because she was jealous and he asked her to stay. Always. She realized she could never leave Larry, but now… After what he had done. A mixed feelings bubbled in her core. He was her third husband. And once again she was determined to divorce. How could be this possible ? Can't she just find someone, with whom she would spend the rest of her life? Someone who would give her love, loyalty, and normal, happy life ? Maybe children if it's not too late at her age ?
But there was one thing she knew very well now. She will never get back to Larry. After all her divorces, he was the most serious.
Yes, Rodney wanted her to leave New York.
Maybe, at the other hand, if I had left New York and went to Chicago with him, I would have been happier….bullshit. Never.
That was right decision.
Then here was Arnold. Oh, sweet Arnie. That was a chapter of her life. Five years of marriage.
God, he was so good in bed. But his jealousy was unbearable. In last two years of marriage, it escalated.
Right decision.
Hhhh. She licked her lips, her brows furrowed. Those four years after him…that individual. What his name was ? Fuck I was so drunk after my second divorce, 'cause that jealousy, that I can't remember…was it Bill, maybe. Were we married too ? Or not ? ….aaa whatever !
And then comes Larry.
Yes, those other guys weren't supposed to be with me. But neither one of them hurt me as Larry did.
Tears, that she was holding, uncontrollably rolled down her cheeks. She thought , she finally find the right man. Man with whom she would be happy. And he cheated on her with another.
Get a grip , Joanne !
She shook her head and wiped her tears away. She must distract herself somehow.
No alcohol this time ! No, you finally defeated it and you're drinking only with Robert…that's enough.
She looked around herself. Her eyes pinned on fridge. She stood up, slowly stepping to fridge and opening it.
,,Jesus, Robert ! How can you live like this ? Empty fridge…that's a clear sign that you are not married…'' she mumbled for herself. ,,Fine, I think I can fix this,'' she closed the fridge going to her bedroom. Taking her purse and her sunglasses.
She locked Robby's apartment and went shopping.