Disbelief

It was now Saturday. They hadn't seen each other in days and she wasn't brave enough to call him, hell she didn't even have his phone number. She couldn't stop thinking about him. No matter what thoughts crossed her mind periodically throughout the day, the thought of Tyson remained tyrannical in her mind. She had never felt such passion and emotion in her life. She kept remembering the soft smile the grazed his face whenever their eyes met. The love they made was sacred and profane at the same time. It was lustful and graceful. He was her spiritual equal and they both prayed to the god of euphoria. The climatic electricity that burts from within them both simultaneously was something she couldn't begin to comprehend. It was as if they were two separate souls and became one with a single embrace. She had to see him again. Her personal sanity depended on seeing his face once more time before the blissful memory faded into nothingness. She sat in her room staring up at the ceiling and waiting for a sign. What to do? Where to go? She couldn't go to the nightclub, it was far too early in the day for that. She had no idea where he worked so that wasn't an option either. What to do? Where to go?
Then in an instant a fantastic thought illuminated her brain. She would casually go for a walk near the club and  casually walk by his place. Perhaps she would see him in the front lawn washing his car or catch a glimpse of him washing dishes in the kitchen. It would be all she'd need to get her through the rest of the day before her show began this evening. She put on a pair of her favorite ripped jeans, a loose blouse, and pink ballet flats. She decided to let her breasts hang freely since the silk material of the blouse felt glorious against her skin. Opening the door she smiled as the sun shined brightly on her face. " This is a good sign,"  she thought "I will get to see him and be at peace for the rest of the week having done so."

She walked down the street and felt butterflies in her stomach as she watched an elderly couple hold hands on a bench and a young couple kiss at the bus stop. A small baby giggled at his father making funny faces and his laugh was infectious enough to even make her chuckle. Today was a beautiful day for a walk. She reached the nightclub and read a small sign that hung on the door marked "closed", she put her hands on window next to the door and peered through the blinds to see if anyone was inside. It would be wonderful someone could pour her a glass of ice water- it was getting fairly warm outside. She saw nothing but a dark empty bar and chairs hanging upside down on top of the dining room tables. She decided to keep walking. Just a few more blocks until she reached his doorstep. That was more than enough inspiration to continue her journey.

She realized she was literally only one house away from his and began pacing back and forth. " What if he sees me? What will I say if he asks what I'm doing in this neighborhood? I don't know anyone here. I can't possibly lie and say that I know someone on this side of town." She took a deep breath. " What do I care? I will proudly tell him that I came  all this way to see his face. He should appreciate that! I'm more than sure he will appreciate that." The thought of his impending appreciation caused her to fumble with the buttons on her blouse and she unbuttoned the first two revealing some cleavage. That was all the confidence she needed.

She marched toward his front doorstep but stopped dead in her tracks once she reached his backyard. Her feet became glued to the cement and her head tilted at the realization that her eyes must be deceiving her. There he was- shirtless in a pair of grass and dirt stained blue jeans. She couldn't see his face but she knew his body well. She watched as his back muscles flexed in the sunlight causing light sweat beads to cascade down to his lower back wetting the top rim of his jeans.There was a woman lying underneath him and her ebony brown legs glimmered in the sun as they wrapped around him. She was wearing a yellow dress that slightly fell off of her shoulders and blew softly with the breeze. The dress rose up her thigh and revealed that she wasn't wearing any panties. They kissed each other passionately and she ran her fingers through his thick hair and licked his earlobe. Then suddenly something shiny began reflecting off of her hand. It nearly blinded Suri when the sunlight hit it directly. Suri placed her hand over her eyes to shade them from the sun in order to get a better glimpse. And that's when she noticed that the woman in the yellow dress was wearing a wedding ring. What was even more shocking, is that he was wearing one as well.

She felt like the air was being sucked out of her lungs. Each of the butterflies that once danced inside her stomach began to die and rot away forming to poisonous cyanide in her gut and making her feel as if she were about to vomit. She bent over in pain and sickness. She had to get out of there. Now. She had to turn around and walk back home, but tears began to fall from her eyes and dropped like fresh rain onto her hands. The tears burned her hands and skin as they fell because she knew the were an abomination. A man like that didn't deserve tears- that was for sure. She forced her body into motion and ran. All she wanted was to get back to her bed. She desperately needed the protection of her own four walls to keep her safe from the all evil that lie outside her front door. She never wanted to leave home again. She promised herself she'd never leave home again.