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Picking Up the Pieces
Chapter 9.
"Barry, I love you so much." Carmen said, "You and I… We make sense… And not you and your stupid wife."
"I know Carma, but Rachel is my wife. I don't believe in divorce, so you and I will have to be like this." Barry answered, taking her hand across from him at the table.
"I just wish you were mine, and only mine." Carmen said.
"I wish the same baby." Barry said, not really listening.
His ears had caught a conversation a couple of tables away, and he had now turned his head to look at the people talking.
It was a brown haired woman and a guy. They kinda looked like each other. Probably siblings.
"She just told him that it was only sex." the woman said,
"Wow, and Joey wanted more?" the guy seemed shocked.
"Yes Ross," the woman said, "And he was actually kind of hurt, when she told him she was married."
The guy, who apparently was named Ross took a sip of his water, and looked at the woman again, "Monica? Why didn't you tell her off? It's wrong."
Monica shrugged her shoulders, "I don't really know her anymore Ross, and if that's the deal she has with her husband, then… I don't want to get in the middle."
"But do you know?" Ross asked.
"Know what?"
"If it's true, or if she's just sleeping around?"
"Rachel would never do that." Monica said, "If she was about to cheat on her husband, she would have a good reason."
"If you say so." Ross said, thinking about it, "I mean, I don't see her as the cheating kind a woman, but you never know…" he trailed off, "I didn't think Emily and Carol would be cheating either, but look at me now. Divorced for the second time."
"I don't think it's like that with Rachel and Barry." Monica said, sipping her wine, "I mean she seemed like she loved him. They have a kid for God sakes!"
"Carol said that he didn't love the kid, that she wasn't planned or anything."
"I don't know anything about that." Monica said, "I just know she's a damn sweet and adorable kid. You can't find better than Ashley."
"I know," Ross smiled, "How can anyone not love her? What was the guy's name anyway?"
"Barry Farber."
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The moment Barry heard his name mentioned, he knew what was happening.
That fucking Bitch!
How could she sleep around!?
Barry shot his chair back, and a surprised Carmen looked at him with fear in her eyes.
He pushed his way through some tables, and ended at Monica and Ross'.
Monica looked up, shocked. She didn't know this man.
"Did you say Rachel Farber?" Barry asked.
"Yeah?" Monica asked, "You know her?"
"Hmm-hmm," Barry said, through gritted teeth, "Pretty well."
"Well, how can we help you?" Ross asked, not liking this guy.
"I'm that fucking bitch's husband!" Barry yelled.
Monica got big eyes and swallowed a lump, "Didn't you know?"
She guess he didn't, judging by his temper.
"What did that whore tell you!?" Barry yelled, "NO! I didn't know!"
"Maybe I got it wrong?" Monica suggested, trying to take it back.
She didn't sound very believable.
Barry just ignored her and took his cell phone.
He dialled a number, and two seconds later he yelled; "Rachel!? You fucking slut! How can you sleep around behind my back! I swear, I'll kill you! You better be home when I come! And I hope you have a good explanation!"
With that, he stormed out of the door.
Monica looked after him, not really knowing how much she had actually screwed things up.
Sorry about the short chapter, but this was needed. I hope you enjoyed it. Please leave me a review. Thanks, Stessa.