Chapter 7- My Wife's cheerful

(Asher’s POV)

I woke up to see a sleeping Violet next to me in our bed. She had come home extremely tired, and . . drunk. Or at least I think she was drunk. I genuinely don’t feel like going to work today but I promised Audrey something. I promised her that I’d cheat on my wife . . . again. It’s not like I’m tired of doing stuff with her but she wants to do it every day, like I have a life. I love her though, I love everything about her, her beautiful hair, and her luscious lips. Jesus, christ what's wrong with me, why am i thinking about her while my wife is lying next to me, centimeters away. Violet always sleeps so peacefully, she doesn’t snore, she doesn’t even move during her sleep. It’s kinda weird, but I really have to get going, and see Audrey. I’m especially excited to see her wonderful curves. I noticed Violet's eyes flutter open, and she had a faint smile on her face. I went close to her to give her a kiss, but she suddenly laughed “Asher get away! You have morning breath!”

I rolled my eyes. It’s not like I don’t love Violet, she's an amazing mom and wife. But it’s like she tries so hard to be perfect, it’s like she tries so hard to not make a single mistake. It’s not her, maybe it’s me, or maybe it’s my dumb father’s words grained into my brain. I try not to think about him too much, but he has made such a negative influence on my life.

Flashback to 7 year old Asher

“Dad, why is mom always crying?” I asked my Father as we sat on the sidewalk in front of our house. My dad was busy trying to light a cigarette. “I don't really care why she’s crying. But here's the thing boy, you better not be committed to any girl. They are ruthless heartbreakers, and before they break your heart, you must break theirs. And plus it is always nice to taste different people.” My dad put the cig to his mouth. What did he mean? I don’t understand such big words. What did “taste different people” mean? Mom always looked so committed to my dad. Was it because mom isn't as rich as dad? I didn't understand why he would say mom is a heartbreaker. Mommy makes the best food ever, and she loves me and Dad alot, so um why is he saying that? “You wanna try?” Dad asked, chuckling. He brought the cig close to my mouth. Mom always tells dad to smoke outside, not inside. I want to try it though, I wonder how it tastes. I opened my mouth, and closed my eyes. I was a bit scared. I always wonder why dad looks so much older than mom, mom looks like a young Britney Spears and dad looks like a grandpa, but that doesn’t matter. They love each other. I opened my eyes and coughed. I don’t think I smoked it right, dad never coughs after doing this. Dad laughed as I heard our front door open, I saw Mom at the door, “Asher, my boy, come inside, it’s getting cold out there.” She softly shouted out to me. I wondered why she didn't tell dad to come inside too, but I waved to dad and ran inside. “Asher, I saw you smoke that thing. Please don't do it again, it's not good for strong boys like you.” Mom said, looking like she was about to cry. Daddy always told me that strong boys smoke cigs. Why would he lie to me? Even though it was only my first time trying it, I want to do it again if it’s going to make my dad think I’m a big boy. Mommy never lied to me but I couldn't believe her this time.

END OF FLASHBACK

I blew the smoke out as I removed the cig from my mouth. I was at my office and it seems like Audrey isn’t here yet. I tried calling her, and texting her but she’s not answering. She's stressing me out. I inhaled the smoke again, maybe if I blow out the smoke, all my stress and anxiety will blow out with it. Is she ghosting me? I was so stressed that I called Violet. I couldn't take it anymore. But I can’t tell her Audrey isn’t here, she might ask me why am I worried about her.

Babe, can you come to the office? I'm really stressed right now.

Delivered to My Wife ❤️

I was so desperate. I didn't like Violet much, I did love her in the beginning but that love kind of went away when she started prioritizing the kids more and kind of gave me zero affection or attention. She didn’t even want to give me a hug, she got better now but that doesn’t mean it didn't hurt that she didn’t love me for like 2 years.

Uh, sorry but I can't.

Sent from My Wife ❤️

Why couldn't she come? She never rejected me. Even if she was extremely busy. I felt so terrible and my own wife isn’t helping me. I looked at that photo of me and the kids. I framed it. They meant the absolute world to me and they are one of the only reasons why I stay in this marriage. I don’t want them to live in a broken family. Violet isn't that bad, even though her s*x has been pretty wack lately. I’m practically the one doing all the work, she doesn’t even want to give me head. I was so incredibly lonely that I walked out of my office and took the elevator to the first floor. I waved at the front desk lady and went to the parking garage.Violet had texted me back

Can I pick up the kids? The house is super lonely. Before you ask, you always say i distract you at your office, so i don't want to go.

Sent from Wife ❤️

I rolled my eyes and got in my car and drove thirty five minutes to Audrey's house.I need to check up on her, and i have no meetings today so i”m pretty much free. I knocked on her cottage- looking house. No answer. Her car was there. Maybe she was sleeping? But she wasn't a deep sleeper at all. I went through her back door. It was wide open.Why would she leave her door wide open? There are some called robbers and kidnappers. I wasn't prepared for the worst. I walked inside and saw blood leaking from her door. Oh my god. I opened her bedroom door and saw her. Her lifeless body sprawled on her twin sized bed. I walked over to her bed. His eyes were wide open and glazed. I saw stab marks through her white t-shirt that she wore to bed. Who would do such a thing? She didn't have anyone. I was the only person she had. I couldn't look at her dead body. She looks like a stone. I thought about Violet. I really needed help. I ran back to my car. I cleaned the blood off my shoes before getting in. I drove all the way to our house. I opened the front door and heard Violet humming happily. She was making lunch. It smelled fantastic. I took off my shoes and ran to her. “Baby you have to come. Something happened to my assistant, you know that girl named Audrey?” I said, hoping I hadn't said too much. Violet stopped humming and stared at me. “Oh my god. What happened? Is she ok, is she alright? ” I took a deep breath “She's bleeding out on the floor of her own house” Violet turned around. Her face looked like stone. “Why were you at her house? And why is she bleeding out? This is all a lot, did you call the cops?” Violet asked, running to get her shoes. When she came back I was showing her the remaining blood on my shoes. “I went to her house because she wasn't answering my calls, or text messages. Today is a busy day, so I really needed her help” I continued, hoping to make things more understandable for her. I didn’t necessarily have a busy day, it’s just that um I needed to see Audrey today. We got in my car and drove. I had a few questions for Violet, she came home completely drunk, and didn't even send me a text before getting that hungover. I didn't necessarily not love her, I just didn't like how she put my needs to the side to take care of our kids that can do a lot of the work themselves. “Babe, why did you come home so drunk last night?” I asked, keeping my eyes on the road. Violet took her eyes from the window and stared at me. “I was hanging out with my friends?” She said, like she was asking me why I was asking her what she was doing. “Asher, you have to stop treating me like a child. I'm 25 and fully capable of handling myself.” She cried, almost yelling. This was one of the first times in a while she had called me by my first name. Violet scoffed, and turned to look back at the road. Her phone rang and she immediately checked it. Ezra was facetiming her. “HEY VEE!” Ezra yelled into the phone. “Your way too close to your phone Ez. Are you trying to give me ear rape?” Violet asked, smiling. I always felt like her number one priority was the kids or her prissy little friends. I grabbed her phone out of her hands. She glared at Ez. Keeping my eyes on the road I said “Bye Ezra, we have an important matter to deal with. Call Violet later.” I threw the phone into the glove box. “When someone is literally bleeding to death, you're going to have a conversation with your friend?” I screamed, doing quotes in the air. “Am I not allowed to live my life, just because something happened to that whore? I'm just here out of pity. If you don't want me to leave, then let me do what the hell I want” Violet yelled back at me. I stopped the car. “Get out!” I said. She didn't even hesitate. “Try finding your way back home” I said to her. “K.” She replied, not even looking at me and calling Ezra back. “Hey Ez, I'm gonna send you my location, can you pick me up, so we can go to Conner's house?” She said, smiling into the phone. What the hell happened to the old Violet?