The Broken Pieces

Eva had decided to come home early. She had planned to be gone for the entire afternoon, however, nothing went as planned. Her friend got sick and cancelled, and not wanting to spend the entire time alone, she had chosen to return home early. Might as well spend time with her husband

Eva and Rob had been married for a little over a year. He was everything that Eva had ever wanted. He was a successful business man, handsome, kind and incredibly sexy. Eva still got shivers down her spine when she thought of the first time he had kissed her. Her joy when he had surprised with a ring, and their beautiful spring wedding.

"You are the most beautiful woman in the world," he had told her. "I will love you until the day I die. I will never love another."

When she got home, Eva was surprised to find the house silent. Usually Rob had some kind of a meeting going on in the afternoon. However his office was empty, his computer was off and it seemed like he hadn't been there all day. This was odd for him. Eva immediately feared he must be sick.

"Rob?" she called softly.

There was no answer.

Slowly and quietly Eva went up the stairs to their bedroom. She was deeply concerned and if Rob was sick she needed to take care of him. As she drew closer to the room, she began to hear noises. It sounded like moaning, alarmed Eva rushed to the door. Throwing it open, she found her husband in bed with another woman on top of him.

They didn't notice her at first and the woman continued to grind on him, throwing her long brown hair back, and letting out a cry of ecstasy.

"Oh babe," Rob moaned. "cum for me."

"Yes, yes!" she cried.

Eva was frozen in the doorway, she felt a mixture of hurt and anger. She wasn't sure what she should do. Part of her wanted to go up to the bitch and pull her off. The other part wanted to just leave.

The woman rolled off of him panting, Rob sat up and locked eyes with Eva. His mouth fell open in shock and horror.

"Eva!" he stammered. "I thought you were going out."

"I came back early," Eva replied surprised by how calm she sounded.

The woman turned bright red, and awkwardly quickly pulled on her clothes and dashed out the door, without even looking at the woman whose husband she had just fucked.

"Honey," Rob said. "It's not what you think."

"So you weren't just fucking another woman?" Eva said sarcastically.

"It's not that simple," Rob pleaded.

"How so?" Eva shouted at him, her rage boiling over.

"Marissa is ... well was ... my fiancee before I met you."

This was news to Eva. Nobody had ever mentioned a previous fiancee to her. Rob had always told her that she was his first and only love. Now it seemed like he'd been lying to her the whole time.

"We broke up, and I thought it was over. So I moved on and married you," Rob explained. "But now she's back. I still love her. You have to understand Eva."

"All I understand is that you lied and used me!" Eva screamed at him. She then picked up the closest object, a ceramic vase and hurled towards him.

Rob dodged it and it shattered against the wall behind him.

"Eva!" He shouted. "Stop! There's more to it than that."

Eva was trembling with anger now and tears of rage were slipping down her cheeks. She wanted to throw something else at him but there was nothing else close by.

"I don't want to divorce you," Rob said. "I don't want to stop seeing Marissa either."

"Are you fucking kidding me!"

"Listen, you and Marissa have a lot in common and I think you would get along." Rob said. "We could all live together and be like a family. I would split my time between them. And you've been loyal, so you would always be my wife. Marissa would be underneath you."

"And she's okay with that?" Eva sneered.

"She said she was." Rob replied.

"Well, I am not!" Eva shrieked. "I'm not going to share my husband with some slut."

"I know you are angry," Rob said soothingly. "Just calm down and think it over for me."

"I don't need to think about, I want a divorce." Eva said, and she stormed out of the room and slammed the door.

Thoughts raced in her mind. How long had he been fucking his ex-fiancee? The thought of him making love to her after he'd fucked her made Eva's stomach turn. She felt like used goods. Eva's knees gave out and she slid down the wall. Burying her head in hands she began to sob uncontrollably. It wasn't fair. Everything she had, her wonderful, her loving husband... It was all gone in the course of an afternoon. Eva felt as if she had lost her entire identity. She didn't know who she was now that everything had turned to ashes.

She sat there for a long time, crying until she no longer had tears. Rob didn't come out to see her. He continued to hide away in the room. He was too cowardly to face her. He claimed he loved her and had so much respect for her, yet he couldn't even be bothered to try and comfort her. Part of her wanted him too, but part of her wanted him to stay away and continue to hide in shame.

Eva hoped against hope that this entire thing was just a nightmare. That she would wake up at any minute and find herself back in her old life. That he husband was still loving and loyal. That Marissa never existed. But it was not to be and Eva was left there in tears trying to pick up the pieces of her broken life.