And now we're with Gerald! Only one more to go until Round 2 starts up!

I'm not a stupid man. Just like my father, I can see right through a lie and I can see the black and white where people may only see grey. I knew that Phoebe was sleeping around on me- I just didn't know with who. I've known ever since it started just about. Her disappearing during the night or not even getting in until almost dawn with the excuse of hanging out with Helga because of Arnold, well I knew that was a lie. Especially because one night a few years ago she called to say Helga was upset and needed her and not even an hour later Brainy came by the shop to pick up some things, saying how Helga had shown up at his apartment in a mess of tears and he was going to try and cheer her up.

Working in the convenience store business isn't as bad as it first sounded. I lost my job at the local auto shop two weeks after graduation. The only place hiring was Quick, the block's convenience store. I started out sweeping floors and restocking when needed-now I run the place. I like having a store to myself and I only had to hire two people to help with the cleaning and restocking-one on the weekends and one during the week.

Anyways, so I knew then that Phoebe was really up to no good. I didn't suspect Arnold at first because he'd been giving Helga hell ever since they got together. I tried to talk him out of it. I mean what kind of low life asks out the girl who's been in love with him since forever on a dare? Apparently him. To tell the truth, I'm glad we severed most of our ties. I didn't want to be associated with him after that. In fact, I found that I was better off without him.

When we were kids Arnold was always the guy that wanted to help everyone, and then I was the one stuck helping him with his problems. Believe me, that boy had a lot. Still does. Oh it makes me so mad; I've already come close to punching the wall of this hotel room a few times. I just can't wrap my head around why Phoebe would do something like this to me. I know I'm not the most attentive, maybe I should've been better at remembering anniversaries and birthdays and everything like that.

Tonight I had tried to see if we could work things out. I was going to come clean about knowing after we ate a nice dinner I'd made and a dessert I'd picked up from the bakery. I knew she wasn't going to be home when darkness fell. So I ate dinner myself – no need to let perfectly good food go to waste- and kept the dessert in the fridge. I sat on the couch and I waited. I waited for almost three hours and was about to give up when she walked in.

The more she started confessing the angrier I was becoming, and I'm not a wife beater, or woman beater, however you want to say it, so I packed some things and I left. I almost went right to that bastard, Arnold's, home right then and there, I knew he would be home. Yet as I got closer I saw Brainy walking away looking mad as allgetout so I knew Helga was home too. Well I wasn't going to put her through anymore tonight.

So instead I rented a room for the night and sent Arnold a death sentence. He's going to get what's coming to him even if I need to seek him out for that to happen. The more I think about it, the more I realize he's been the cause of a whole lot of problems within our circle. Him going out with Helga caused her to change so completely. She used to be tough as nails and now where is she? Sitting at home or going to Brainy. It's actually depressing. Plus, he's the one who ruined my relationship with Phoebe; a relationship that lasted through school and after all in the trashcan because of him.

I get ready for a sleepless night and as I close my eyes only one word runs through my mine.

Revenge.