February Sucks in Greenville

FEBRUARY SUCKS IN GREENVILLE

Preamble Ramble: Why not, everyone else has done it so I might as well. The names have been changed and some of the basic premise because it fit the narrative I wanted to portray. Jim and Linda seemed to plain and with over 75 stories overused to me. No new ground covered.

I noticed my stories are getting longer and more complex. I tried my best to reduce any grammatical errors as I don't use an editor. I would joke that bad English is my first language. I'm starting to believe it is. Which is funny because my friends consider me highly intelligent. Maybe that says more about them then me.

I hope you enjoy the story.

I'm getting ready to celebrate 15 glorious years of matrimony to the love of my life, Olivia. We met in college as freshmen at North Carolina State. During summer band camp of all things. I was a drummer playing the tenor drums and she was a flute player. The band was broken up in sections for the first week and got together as a whole the second for music and third week for drill. We met when there was a evening "get to know you" party for new members hosted by the band booster group. Love at first sight for both of us. We dated exclusively all four years. I majored in architecture and she in nursing. The only time we weren't together was the summer I marched drum corps. Carolina Crown baby. We weren't bad and not great, 11th out of 30 plus corps.

After we graduated I got a job at Green Development in Greenville two and half hours away from from Raleigh, who just changed their name from Green Construction. I was their only architect at the time and as the company grew I ended up leading a team of 4 people with several interns. We build housing and apartment developments all over the area. Olivia got a job at Greenville Memorial working as a floor nurse. During those 15 years we had 10 year old Madison and 12 year old Sean. We have a great life. Good, well behaved kids, financially secure. Things were not always perfect, what marriage is.

Olivia's job can be very stressful. People see nurses as the back bone of the healthcare industry. But lately she has been acting more stressed lately. Usually its only a couple of days after losing a patient but this time its been several weeks. I'm hoping this date can get her out of her funk.

We had plans to go to the hottest new restaurant in the Charlotte, Dogwood Southern Table & Bar. It was supposed to be a solo date but somehow our friends invited themselves. So now it was eight of us instead of two. Two of my coworkers and their wives and Olivia's best friend, Page and her husband. I had gotten a room for afterwards. The kids were with the Grands for the weekend. Our friends were on their own after dinner and dancing.

At 38 and 2 kids Olivia is still a beautiful woman. Being active all day keeps her in great physical shape. Five feet 4 inches tall, curvy but not overweight. She is very well rounded. Nice booty and boobs. I have to go to the gym 3 times a week to keep up. She was wearing a lovely blue dress with fishnet stockings. She knows its a weakness of mine. The shoes with 4 inch heels only made her great legs look better, if that was possible.

We had a good time at dinner. I gave Olivia a diamond necklace and she gave me a Bell & Ross Vintage 123 watch.

Dinner was delicious and the company though unwanted was nice. We all adjourned to the club down the street. They were known for playing pop and disco music from the 80's to early 2000's so it didn't attract the rowdy younger crowd. The price point of the drinks also kept them out. Most of the people were around our age or older. Mostly couples with few singles in friend groups.

We had been there for about an hour when a murmur went through the crowd. I looked over and saw 4 huge guys walking in. It was Mercedes De'porsche Jackson, Octavious Lewis, Myron Crawley and Colonel Booty. Charlotte Panther players. The ladies were swooning at them. In all honestly they looked good. No Homo, but they were all in excellent shape of course. Hair done to perfection and expensive suits on on. Why not, they made millions each year. Octavious was a local legend having graduated from Charlotte. He did a lot of charity work in the city.

I'm a football fan, My team is the Raiders. I know they suck but not as bad as the Panthers. At least we can say we've won a Superbowl or three, I'm just saying. Locally all you hear about is the Panthers, no matter what their record is. On TV, Radio, Online Podcast. I know the Carolina's don't have another professional team but jeez, come on. You can't get away from it. I knew they had talked about trading Crawley, benching Lewis and waving Beers. They only had 9 sacks in 16 games between them. What made it worse is that they had the weakest schedule in the league.

They hung out by the bar letting fans buy them drinks and tell them how good they are. Danced occasionally with some pretty woman. I noticed it didn't matter if she was single or with someone. Olivia and I had danced several times since we got there. She's a very goods dancer and I just try to keep up and not look silly. I went to refill our drinks and when I got back she was dancing with Myron Crawley.

I watched them dance to a fast song. I could tell he was trying to make his move but she was putting him off. Whenever he tried to get close she would back up. A slow song came on and he tried to grab her into an embrace. Again she put him off and walked back to the table. I had no issues with her dancing with other guys. She is pretty and I'm not a jealous person. I didn't appreciate the way he acted but I was proud of her.

We sat and talked amongst us. It was a good time. We danced some more until Octavious Lewis came to the table to ask Olivia to dance. She accepted and went to the dance floor. Normally the man would ask me beforehand or at least acknowledge me. Or she would look to me for permission. She's not my slave but does it out of respect. Not in this case. I was feeling some kind of way about that. It hit me kind of hard. With everything that had been going on lately it made me think maybe more deeply than I normally would have. I sat back and watched them for a while. They danced to two songs. The third song came on and I expected her to return to the table. When she didn't I was getting a little pissed off. I also noticed he was getting a little handsy without being rebuffed.

I decided to take matters into my own hands. I went out on the dance floor and tapped him on the shoulder saying I was cutting in to "Dance with my wife" which I put emphasis on. He looked at me and said "you can have the next one."

I responded, "No I'll have this one, take a hike."

Olivia shocked me by saying, "It's okay Zan, I'll have the next dance with you after this."

Octavious laughed, "Yeah Zan, you can have the next one." with way to much sarcasm for my liking and continued dancing.

I was standing there pissed and embarrassed beyond belief. What kind of game was Olivia playing? By now another song had started, this time a slow one. Not only did they continue to dance but Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck while he held her by the waist. So I'm standing in the middle of the dance floor while my wife dances with some knucklehead during our anniversary date.

I'm not one to deal with disrespect, no matter who its from. I tried to be a nice guy so instead of tapping him on the shoulder I reach up and grab his ear and twist it real hard. I mean hard, hard enough for him to let loose Olivia and yell in pain. He turned while I was grabbing his ear. I look at him and said "I told you I was cutting in, you got a choice, leave or I'll put you on the bench like your coach is going to do"

He had me by 6 inches and 100 pounds easily. I mean he is a NFL defensive end. Was I looking to fight" Not if I didn't have too. But sometimes a man has to do what a man has to do, even if it means getting his ass whooped in a good cause. He was getting ready to make his move when Olivia jumped between us. "Please stop. Tavis, don't hurt him. I'll dance with him okay? We can finish later."

Tavis? Why would she call him that? We'll finish later, what the fuck does that mean? Some things were quickly coming into focus. "No, Tavis, you little bitch, you wanna dance lets dance." and I pushed him catching him off guard and he fell into Olivia. She shrieked which caused more people to notice what was going on. By now people had stopped dancing and were watching us.

She grabbed him again when he regained his balance and came after me. "Please stop both of you, this is getting out of hand. Tavis, I'm going back to my husband."

There it was again. Another tell. 'going back to my husband' like she's left me. "No Olivia, I don't know what the fuck is going on with you and this bitch 'Tavis' but I figure its not the first time you both danced' doing the quotation fingers when I said danced. 'I'm not stupid. As a matter of fact Tavis, you little bitch, you can dance her ass on home how about that?" Now I had a real idea where her so called stressed attitude was coming from. You don't call someone by a nickname within minutes of meeting them and show your husband so much disrespect. I don't know how she knew him or him her. At this point I didn't care but I would find out eventually.

Me calling him a little bitch got the desired effect. He tried to punch me. Except Olivia was still trying to hold him back which caused her to get hit by his elbow as he drew back. Blood went flying out of her nose and she dropped like a sack of potatoes. He never connected with me as I stepped back. I knew if he connected he would do some real damage. While all this was going on our friends had come onto the dance floor to see what was going on. When Olivia got hit all hell broke loose. He attempted to hit me again but Ben was behind him. Ben works with me and is one of the construction guys who is going to school to learn architecture so we developed a friendship. He's a big ass Swedish guy who's brother in law also works for the company. He put Octavious into a full nelson, actually picking him up off his feet. I said he was big. I noticed quite a few people had their phones out taking videos of was going on.

Tavis' friends came running onto the dance floor to help their friend. The club doesn't have bouncers because they are never usually needed them, until tonight. They do have a couple of off duty cops working the door collecting the entry fee. I saw Jackson and Booty looking at their friend seeing him locked up unable to get out of the full nelson. Before they could do anything the off duty cops grabbed and held them back. Ben released Tavis and the cops put him in cuffs until they could figure out what was going on.

Olivia was still on the ground being helped by Ben's girlfriend Isabella and Nancy. Her husband, Robbie had stepped in front of Jackson and Booty when they came after. Its nice to have good friends.

When everything had settled down all the football players were able to leave. People had seen that it was an accident Olivia had been hit and the video's verified it. Since he never touched me and I didn't care to press assault charges. Yes, even trying to hit someone is considered assault. I did call him a little bitch as he left which pissed him off even more. Being disrespected and not being able to get payback eats at you.

When Olivia had got herself together we were told to leave also. The ladies wanted Olivia to go to the hospital to be checked out. They were upset when I told them if she had to go they could take her. The look I gave them let them know I wasn't going to brook any discussion about it. I told them I had reserved a room and would be there but didn't tell them which hotel. I gave the car keys to Ben and told Olivia I would be home Monday. That would give me time to think about our future. Before I left I asked a couple of people if they could send me a copy of the videos they sent. Later on some would show up on TikTok and Instagram.

Olivia pleaded it wasn't what I thought it was. There wasn't anything going on, yadda yadda yadda. All the usual things you expect to hear when someone is cheating. I let her know she could explain what I thought it was on Monday after work.

I walked to the hotel. This was supposed to be a night to remember and it turned into a night I would always remember.

I had noticed some things over the last month or so. She had become distant. We didn't hold conversations like we used too. She would come home and tell me about her day. The good and the bad. I was the one she could let her feeling out with. Nursing is a hard job, emotionally and physically. Its very demanding. Most nurses are assigned to 5 to 7 patients. Sure they have CNA's assisting but some can be lazy and only do a half ass job. Sex had diminished also. Having kids reduced what we were used to but that was to be expected. We went from four days a week to one or two. Lately its been once every two weeks. And she didn't seem as enthusiastic as before. The kids had even noticed and mentioned the way she was acting a couple of times.

Tonight was a total departure from her usual attitude. She's always been respectful and loving to me in social settings. Blowing me off on the dance floor was upsetting because it went beyond what I expected from her. Looking back I think about the way she was dancing with that bitch ass 'Tavis'. The way she looked at him. It was more than a dance. It was almost like foreplay. And who calls someone by a nickname like that on the first meeting. There was a whole lot more going on then meets the eye. Being an architect I have to notice small things. It's never the big things its always the small things. I measure a wall incorrectly it can cost thousands of dollars to fix. A wrong calculation on a five story building could mean it collapses in 5 years.

The walk only took ten minutes. Going into the room I look at the rose petals laid across the bed and a bottle a champagne in the bucket. I feel like a fool looking at it. Fourth down, 3 seconds and I kick the field goal wide right. That's how I feel.

I throw the cover back and the petals go flying all over the room. I don't care. I open the bottle and grab a glass. Shit, I paid for I might as well drink it. I think back over the last 15 years. I thought they were good years. I tried to be a good husband and father. Was involved with the kids. Sean plays soccer and I go to all his games and take him to practice. Madison is just starting dance class. I take her when Olivia wasn't able. I still took her out on dates. We had a good social network. My job has a lot of get togethers on the weekends at different coworkers houses. We've even hosted one or two. She knows quite a few of my coworkers. The hospital staff isn't as social outside of work and they don't get together at all. I tried to be sexually attentive making sure she was satisfied. I'm not the biggest guy and definitely not the smallest dick wise.

Could that be what attracted her to that bitch ass Tavis. That he makes more money than I do. The myth of the Mandingo cock. I mean the motherfucker is 6'5" 270 pounds of muscle who makes millions of dollars. Who gives a fuck if they can't play with a shit. Once you got the bag you got the bag. That wasted 3 million dollar signing bonus would go far. Would she throw away her family for cock and money? Who knows what a woman thinks sometimes. I damn sure don't. Half way into the bottle of champagne I fall asleep fully dressed.

I woke to my phone buzzing. I looked and it was Page, Olivia's friend. I noticed I had some text messages. I answered the call. "Yes Page, to what reason do I owe this early morning call?"

"I'm calling for Olivia, I thought you might care about how she is doing."

"No, I stopped caring when I figured out she was fucking that punk ass no football playing can't sack a quarterback who had one leg motherfucking Tavis. That's when I stopped caring, Anything else?"

"She's not fucking him Zan, How can you think that? She loves you, you must know that."

"I used to know that for a fact, until I started having doubts. Last night confirmed all my suspicions. She totally disrespected me and I'm not going to stand for it."

"Zan, please, its all a misunderstanding. How can you throw away all those years you been together. Almost 20 years because of some unproven facts. She's never had sex with him, I would know she tells me everything. I'm her best friend Zan."

"Yes you are and you would lie for her. Its way to early for this conversation. You woke me up and I got to piss. I'll talk to her Monday like I said." Before she could respond I hung up. Would Page lie for her, hell yeah. They have known each other for more than 10 years. I went to take the much needed pee. When I was done I went back and checked my missed text. A couple from Olivia asking me to come home and saying she didn't do anything. One from Ben and Robbie making sure I was okay.

I realized I had left my clothes in the trunk of the car. Shit, this weekend gets better and better. I said fuck it. I was hungry to I went to Easy Like Sunday Morning, They have one of the best brunches in the city so of course there was a wait, 90 minutes. I had nothing else to do so I waited. I had reserved the room for another two nights. Wearing the same clothes for one day is okay, two is a little much.

I looked around the restaurant and noticed I was the only person eating by myself. Its so embarrassing eating like that, by myself. I see couples and groups of people eating, chatting and laughing. Enjoying life. Yesterday being Valentines Day people still had that I love you look about them. Its what I had planned for the day. And not only that but a trip down to Columbia South Carolina for an early dinner and jazz concert in the park and another stay in a hotel. Breakfast and finally go pick up the kids. Well that was fucked. While I was eating I texted back Ben and Robbie. I let them know I was okay and also offered either one of them the tickets to the concert if they were interested. Ben took me up on it. He had been dating Isabella for almost 2 years. He was introduced to her by one famous Three Musketeers. Maria who is the office Manager, Jennifer, Pam and his Sister Ingrid. Yeah, some people don't know there are really four Musketeers. So far they are responsible for 7 marriages within the company. The joke around the company is they have three apprentice Musketeers, Pam's two girls and the owners step daughter. Who actually fixed up the owner with his step daughters mother. You better not use the term stepdaughter around Hal or her. They are father and daughter, no if, ands or buts about it.

I emailed him the tickets and the restaurant info I had made reservations at if he wanted to use him. I even offered the hotel room. He gladly accepted and I would call the hotel to give his name. At least someone is going to have a good weekend. After eating I found a Goodwill store and bought a pair cheap pants and shirt. I didn't need to look good for anyone now. Not wanting to stay in the hotel and wallow in my misery I took a walk after showering and changing clothes, There's wasn't much to do except window shop. I came to a park and sat for a while. Thankfully we had a warm February day. I didn't stay long. Families started coming and kids were running all over. A single man sitting in the park causes people to become suspicious. This sadly is what society had come too. A man can't enjoy the park by himself. It made me think about all the times I took the kids to a park and watching the joy on their face at the silliest things they did. My smile was cut short when I realized what I would be losing.

This whole time I couldn't believe I never thought about the future and what it would bring. I only thought about what happened and how we got here. I'm not going to think about getting past this. It's not like she wrecked the car or spent to much at a store on a dress. This was something beyond the pail. She gave herself to another man. For what, the excitement? I go over in my all the reasons cheaters give. She didn't feel appreciated. Her job stressed her out. He made her feel special. She's getting older. Everything except the truth. She wanted some strange dick. Well now she can get all the strange dick she wants. Maybe that bitch Tavis will pass her around the team.

There's nothing I could do until Monday. I had to make a list of shit to do. Contact a lawyer is number one. Find a place to live. Talk to the kids and parents. Shit, I got to call the kids. I pulled out the phone to call Olivia's parents who were watching the kids. We had a great relationship. They took to me from the very beginning of our relationship.

Her father Wes answered the phone on the third ring. "What the fuck do you want you bastard? You have the nerve to call here after what you did to Olivia!"

"What the fuck are you talking about Wesley? I didn't do anything to her."

"She came by this morning to pick up the kids with a black eye and broken nose. I asked her what happened but she wouldn't say. When I asked about you she started crying. I thought you were a better man Zan, to hit a woman, the mother of your children. Men like you disgust me."

"Jesus Wes, you've known me for almost 20 years. Have you ever known me to raised my voice to not only to Olivia but to anyone? Have I ever shown any violent tendencies? Olivia got that black eye and broken nose from her boyfriend Octavious Lewis of the Panthers, her boyfriend. That's who hit her. Don't believe me ask her. Call me when you want to apologize." And I hung up. Shit.

I stopped at a local convenience store on the way back to the hotel and picked up something to drink and snacks. I almost forgot to get a phone charger because mine was in the damn car. I wanted to talk to the kids but didn't want to talk to Olivia. I would have to wait until Monday. I also I realized I would need another set of clothes for tomorrow. It just gets better and better.

Back at the hotel there's nothing to do except watch TV. Not going to watch the Hornets because they suck. So its college basketball. Duke is playing Carolina. Now understand, when people around here say Carolina, they mean North Carolina at Chapel Hill. If they say State they mean North Carolina State. Duke and Carolina are the big dogs in basketball. State, Clemson, Wake Forest are also rans in popularity. State had that glory run in 83. They all had some up years. Wake Forest during the Tim Duncan era. Clemson is having a good run this year. But I'm getting side tracked.

I had my phone on silent and noticed some more text. Page sent two saying she wasn't lying and and Olivia never cheated. Bob thanking me for the tickets and hotel reservation. He said he might pop the question. He's been looking for the right time. I guess my pain is someone's pleasure. I hope his marriage is better and last longer then mine did. Robbie checking in again and couple people who weren't even there saying they had my back. Words spreads fast.

The most interesting one was from Olivia. Not saying how sorry she was or it wasn't want I thought. No, its was how could I tell her parents she was cheating and her boyfriend beat her. The truth hurts I guess. I remember the videos a couple of people sent me and forwarded to Wesley. Lets see what he thinks about that now.

Duke won going away. Carolina was having another bad year. I don't know if the coach will last if they don't make the tournament this year. State had a great run last year making the Final Four and then the knucklehead AD fires the coach this year.

Sitting in this damn room was the worst. Only TV and to much time to think. I spent the rest of the night making plans and eating snacks. I had forgotten to get more clothes. I'll do it in the morning. One thing I knew is that I had to get some information. I didn't know anyone closely enough to call and ask questions or get gossip at her job. I did know someone who always seemed to know someone, Jose.

The next morning I got up and went to Eddie's Place. Its another great spot for breakfast and brunch. Sunday is their busiest day. A 2 hour wait so I sat outside and scrolled through my phone to kill time. The food was good and the experience was the same as yesterday. Couple and groups having fun. I noticed a couple of sad looks coming my way. Maybe it was my imagination. I finished and walked back to the Goodwill. I'm glad there was a different cashier. It was somewhat embarrassing buying clothes 2 days in a row. They didn't have underwear so I went commando which is really uncomfortable for me.

I called and left a message at work letting them know I wouldn't be in. I was going to also call in the morning. I knew I would hear it from Maria if she answered. I prayed that I would get anyone but her when I called.

Monday came to soon, or not soon enough. Sitting in the hotel was getting tiring. I took an Uber home. Of course my house keys were on the same ring as my car keys... fuck. I had to crawl through a back window to get into the house. Olivia was at work and the kids at school. I went and took a shower and changed into my own clothes. The Uber driver had given me a funny look with me holding an armful of clothes. I guess his first thought was I got kicked out the house.

I had called work on the way home. Luckily Alice answered and I told her I would be off the next two days. I texted Baron, my number 2, and told him to handle anything that came up. We were in the middle of developing a 50 unit housing development and at the beginning of a 6 unit apartment complex. There wasn't anything critical at that point he or the team couldn't handle.

I made a call to Jose. I knew he was at work today and hoped he had some time to talk to me. As a supervisor he didn't do as much as the regular workers. We knew each but weren't as tight as others. He answered after a couple of rings. "¿Qué pasa amigo? He estado esperando tu llamada". What's up my friend. I've been waiting for your call.

"Oh really, what makes you think I was going to call compadre?" laughing because Jose always seems to be one step ahead.

"Word spreads fast. I know what happened at dinner. And no Ben or Robbie didn't say anything. I had a friend who works there. She was impressed with the way you handled yourself. I guess I know why your calling."

"Okay and who are you, the Mexican Ms Cleo?"

"Funny guy, I know you need information on an Octavious Lewis and the misses, right?"

This is more embarrassing then I thought it would be. "Yeah I do, Can you help me out? I'll owe you a big one."

"Zan, you're one of the good guys. I got your back. Give me a couple of days. I got to call some people who will call some people. You don't owe me anything."

"Thanks Jose, You don't know how much I appreciate this." We chatted a little more and hung up. Its famous that Jose always knows someone who knows someone but never knows anything. Its good he's on the good guys.

Once I got settled I looked around the house to see if I could find anything that would give me evidence of her cheating. I didn't want to wait to see what Jose's friends of friends find out. If we both find something it will only make my case stronger.

Of course she had her phone with her. I checked the computer and didn't find anything. Not even in the trash bin. I searched her dressers and her part of the closet. I didn't find any lingerie that I hadn't seen before. I did find a box I never seen on the top shelf but it had old pictures of us and cards I had given her over the years. Nothing in the bedroom. The family room is to busy with the kids and stuff. She never goes into the basement or into the garage that often. It would look funny to sit out there chatting or texting on her phone.

Then an odd thought struck me. I ran back upstairs. One place people never check is under the mattress. And there it was, an old IPad we stopped using a while ago. I thought it had been thrown out. I turned it on. It was password protected. I knew the one she always used but that wasn't it. If she was using it to cheat it wouldn't be our wedding date, my birthday and not even the kids birthday. I tried her birthday, nada. I tried a long shot, Tavis79 and that was it! She was using that bitch ass punks name and uniform number. I started to get pissed all over again.

I started scrolling through and found some interesting stuff in it. They had been texting for a while. They met during one of his charity visits to the hospital. My biggest wonder was why would a 25 year old pro football millionaire wants with a married 38 year old mother of two kids. He could have any woman he wanted. The text we not even innocent to start off. He immediately let it be known he wanted to fuck her. She wasn't put off by his boldness, but turned on by it. It only took 2 weeks for the deed to happen. They had hooked up 4 times in the last month. She wanted more but couldn't get away. They were doing it at the hospital in supply rooms of all things. He had sent her a couple of pics to entice her, as if he needed too. Yes he lived up to the myth of huge dick black guy. It was huge, Brickzilla huge. I could now see why she wasn't as enthusiastic with me. Yeah, after seeing that there's no going back.

I made a call to an attorney I knew. He made an appointment for Wednesday. He told me what I needed to bring and do before we met. He asked a lot of questions, some I didn't even think about. After the call I got all the papers I would need together. I realized I was hungry. Considering everything that was going on I was surprised I had such an appetite. I ran down to Bojangles and got a 3 piece.

While I was eating I checked Zillow and Rent. com for places to live. I wanted something close to here or at least within the kids school district. I didn't expect to get full custody. That doesn't happen with men in most cases. I didn't need a lot of space. Two bedrooms at the most. The kids were young enough to share a room.

How will the kids handle all of this. It will come out of nowhere. They are young, we used to say to young but I'm sure they have friends who parents divorced. Being a part time dad is something I never dreamed of. It would hard to ease them into the situation. I'm moving out as soon as I can. I picked out 3 places to look at and made appointments to see them. This is going to be a busy week. Maybe I should just take the whole week off.

I call the office and Maria answers, Shit, "Hello, Maria how are you doing today?"

"No sé cómo me estás tratando. ¿Qué te pasó? ¿Te metes en peleas? ¿Es eso lo que estamos haciendo ahora?" Don't how are you doing to me. What happened to you, getting into fights. Is that what we're doing now.

She's speaking Spanish so I know I'm in trouble. It worse than being yelled at by your mother. "It wasn't my fault Maria, I was defending my honor."

"Good, that's what I heard. I guess you're calling to take the week off right?"

"Yes, I have a lot of things to take care of. I'll be available by phone if something comes up. I'm Sure Brandon can handle it though.

"I'm sure the place won't fall apart if you miss some time. It might even run better. Just do what you need to. That was a nice thing you did for Bob and Isabella. He finally broke down and proposed. She actually said yes. Bryan won that Pot. It was only $1500. Have you called Jose?"

Laughing, "Yes he's doing some things for me." Everyone knows Jose is the go to guy if your having issues. I think he knows everyone in the city. Yet, when you go out with him no one hardly ever acknowledges him. He's like some movie guy that gets stuff done, only if your a friend. Mr. Wolf from Pulp Fiction. I completely forgot about Bob saying he was going to propose. The company runs bets on proposals, pregnancies and almost anything they can bet on. I could have won that one with the inside information.

I thanks Maria and she said I needed anything to call her. I pity the person who ever gets on her bad side. Not from her, from all the people who love her.

I threw away my food container and went to take a nap. I was sleep on the couch when the kids came running in. I hadn't seen them since Friday when we dropped them off at Wes and Lisa's. Speaking of Wes he never did call me back to apologize. So I guess Olivia never told him the truth or he didn't see the video I sent. They were talking over each other telling me about their weekend. I just sat back and enjoyed it. Not knowing when this would happened again. Olivia had come in and was standing by the entry. She had tears in her eyes. Yeah, one was turning yellow and she had a bandage on her nose.

I spent as much time with the kids as I could. We ordered pizza and garlic knots for dinner Antonio's. After dinner they went off to do their homework. Its usually done when they get home. With the kids now occupied Olivia took her chance to talk to me.

"Its not what you think Zan. I never slept with him." She said looking me square in the eye. How can someone who claimed to love me lie to me so blatantly. It makes me wonder what other lies she has told me over the course of our marriage.

"So now you can read my mind. How do you know what I'm thinking. Though I do have a lot on my mind."

"You think I'm cheating with that guy Octavious. I'm not. I come home every night at the same time. I don't go out on the weekends or even have girls nights out. When would I have time to cheat? And not only that why would a 24 year old famous football star want with a married 38 year woman with 2 kids?

"I don't think you're cheating. Not at all. I know for a fact you're cheating. Sure you don't work late or go out only with me or the kids. So let me explain some things to you and it will explain why I know you're cheating. First, You don't met someone and within minutes call them by a nickname. And you don't follow football enough to even know who the hell he is. He went from a total stranger to Tavis in less than five minutes. I could tell it wasn't the first time you met him. You were too familiar with him while you were dancing and during my confrontation with him. Before that when he asked you to dance you never asked if it was okay with me which you always do, simply out of respect. It didn't matter that he never acknowledged me when he did ask you to dance. Not the fact you danced 2 dances with him. And when I tried to cut in you told me you would dance the next dance with me. You have never done that before. Yet when the next song was a slow one you melted into his arms. Totally ignoring while I stood there looking foolish.'

'Wait there's more,' she was getting ready to interrupt. 'when that little bitch Tavis disrespected me, your husband and father of your children, you didn't say anything in my defense. Oh you offered to have a dance with me finally. By then it had escalated to violence. Oh, How is the nose doing? Sorry, don't care. That all can be explained away. If this was court you would be found innocent most likely because there will always be a doubt'

'Hold on I'm still not done. How do I know 100% you have been cheating? By your own words. How you met him at the charity event at the hospital. How he got your phone number from a coworker. How he called and texted. How he told you he wanted to fuck you. How romantic, no dinner or dancing. Didn't even beat around the bush. That it only took 2 weeks before he was in your panties. In the third floor supply room of all places."

She sat there with her mouth open, I know she had no idea how I got the information I had and I wasn't going to tell her. It was going to be my ace in the hole during the divorce. She tired one more time. "Zan, I don't know who is telling you these lies. I haven't been with anyone except you since that wonderful day our freshman year. I've only been with 2 men in my whole life, you know that. You and my high school boyfriend. I've loved you since I first met you at band camp. I know we're going to spend the rest of our life together."

"Okay you love me, or you say you love me. But yet, you lie straight to my face without blinking. Who are you? You're not the person I married, or thought I married. This puts 15 years of marriage in doubt. Hell, 19 years total. I'm going to to do what I have to do to protect myself and kids moving forward. I'll be moving out shortly. As soon as I can find a place. I'll also be filing for divorce for adultery. Its legal in this state. Also you might want to tell your father I wasn't the one that broke your nose and gave you that black eye. Its shitty that he even thinks I would do that."

"We're not getting a divorce over something that never happened. I know what I did and didn't do. I'll fight this with everything I have."

"Why fight it. You got what you want, 10 inches of black cock. Why do you need me anymore. To pay your bills and keep the grass cut. Let Tavis cut the grass with his punk bitch ass."

It went on like this for another 30 minutes until the kids called us to check their homework. I checked Sean's and Olivia checked Madison's. They took their baths and we tucked them in. I got my clothes and went to sleep on the couch which made Olivia upset. I didn't care.

Tuesday I went to check out the apartments and one house to rent. It was a choice between the house that had 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. It was a little older and still in good shape. It didn't have a big yard which was okay with me. Less to take care of. The apartment was nice. 2 bedrooms with one bath. The complex had a pool and fitness center. It was on the second floor which wasn't a big deal. I always heard about the kids on the third floor of apartments making so much noise it would be hard to sleep. I've only lived in a apartment once in college if you don't include dorms. Olivia and I stayed in one our Senior year. I had told Olivia I would pick up the kids from school. It had been a while since I had done that.

They were surprised to see me. I told them I had something important to tell them. We went to Dynasty Buffet of E Franklin. They wanted pizza but two nights in a row was a little much. The kids filled their plates with stuff they probably wouldn't eat. We were half way our meal when I broke the news to them. That I was going to be moving out soon. It didn't mean I didn't love them or it was their fault. All the things you say to kids when you try to explain their parents are getting divorced. They were both upset. I didn't give them a reason for it. They were too young and wouldn't understand. Madison knew what divorce was having several friend who went through it. Sean had a hard time understanding. They didn't cry which was good. We went to Handles Ice Cream on the way home because, well ice cream, and stopped at the three places I was thinking about living. Of course the apartment with the pool won out.

Olivia was upset when we got home. I forgot to tell her I was taking the kids out to dinner. Even though I was mad at her It wouldn't hurt to have made the phone call. She felt I was doing it to get back at her. Even though I tried to explain otherwise. I slept on the couch again.

Wednesday morning I took the kids to school. Olivia usually did it. After I dropped them off I went to Egg's Up for Breakfast. My appointment with the attorney wasn't until 1030 so I had some time to kill. I stopped at Greenville hardware and bought some moving boxes. After getting the boxes I drove the 20 minutes to law offices of Spencr, Pohl and Dawson. After a 10 minute wait I was escorted to the office of Lisa Gardner. She looked to be in her mid 40's. Her diploma was from North Carolina Central.

"Excuse me Ms. Gardner, I thought I would be meeting with a Mr. Akins?"

"Yes, I'm sorry for the confusion. Mr. Akins is out on family leave. His wife just had a baby."

"Tell him congratulations. Nothing like having kids. I'm not trying to be rude but I need a shark and he came highly recommended. I'm not looking to be nice. I want to get everything I can and save myself as much trouble as I can"

"Sorry to disappoint you Mr. Bowen, I'm not a shark. Do you know what animals kills sharks? Orca's, don't let my appearance fool you. I'm an Orca. I eat sharks for fun. When you get a chance google Orca's hunting." she said with a smile that sent chills down my spine. "From your file Mr. Bowen you want a divorce on the grounds of adultery correct?" Getting back to business.

"Yes, she's been cheating on me with Octavious Lewis of the Carolina Panthers for the last month."

"How do you know this? What proof do you have?"

First I explained what happened at the club Friday night. I played the video from that night. Then I showed her the Ipad messages and pictures I had sent to my phone. Her eyes got wide the more she read. Finally she looked up, "Is this the same Octavious Lewis who just signed a new contract 3 million dollar signing bonus and only has half a sack in 16 games?"

Her knowledge of football was impressive. "Yep, that's the same punk ass bitch, I'm sorry excuse my language."

"No need to apologize. Do you know in North Carolina you can sue for Alienation of Affection? Since he caused the destruction of your marriage he can be held responsible."

"So you're saying I can sue his ass and take his signing bonus because he screwed my wife?"

"Yes you can."

"Maybe you are an Orca. What do I need to do?"

The rest of the meeting lasted another 45 minutes. We went over what was needed. I gave her the paperwork they requested earlier. At the end I gave them my bank information for a deposit.

I felt buoyed leaving the attorney's office. I would be able to get some payback from that punk ass Tavis. I knew he thought he was untouchable. He would find out the hard way he wasn't. It might not be physical pain but hopefully I reach deep into his pockets. Maybe spin this to ruin his reputation. I know mine would take a hit when word got out I was made a cuckold. People forget over time. And the money would make not only my life better but give my kids a brighter future.

I went to apply for the apartment the kids liked. The leasing manager said if I was approved I wouldn't be able to move in until the first of next month. That I didn't expect. I would have to figure something out for the next 2 weeks. Living with Olivia wasn't an option I was looking forward too. Staying at a hotel was a no go financially. You read about guys moving into apartments the next day, or staying at a hotel for weeks at a time. I make good money but not that good.

I went home and made lunch. I couldn't afford to keep eating out all the time. When I finished I started packing up what I could and moving the boxes into the garage. It was hard picking out what I wanted to take. I don't have a lot of tools. Mostly stuff for yard work. I'm not mechanically inclined but still have the basic man tools. I did pack away some trinkets I wanted to take with me. I went through a couple of family photo albums. We decided after Sean was born to print out pictures instead of leaving them on a phone that could get lost or even the cloud. We wanted easy access to show them off. I only had 3 medium boxes full. I left my clothes until I knew where I was going and when I was leaving. My life in what would be 5 boxes. That was kind of depressing.

Olivia was picking up the kids today so I just laid around the house thinking about how we got into this situation. I didn't even know if I wanted anymore answers. She fucked him, looked me into my eyes and lied and that was enough for me. If it was once I might be able to get over it. Might, But seeing what fucking Tavis was working with I would always wonder if she was satisfied now. In the back of my mind I would be thinking that she's dreaming of big black cock. I hate to keep thinking about it being black. Its the big part that bothers me more than anything. He could be Chinese or Mexican shit, even Canadian and it wouldn't matter. We know a Canadian wouldn't do that to another man.

I decided to cook dinner, nothing fancy. I'm not Gordon Ramsey or even Chef Boyardee. But I was going to make Juicy Lucy's. Cheese filled hamburgers and hand cut french fries. I went out to get more hamburger and potatoes.

Everyone was home by the time I got back. I told Olivia I would cook tonight. She gave me a look and started smiling. "Nothing has changed Liv, I'm just cooking dinner is all. I'm still going forward with my plans." She wasn't happy and definitely she wanted to argue but since the kids were there it wasn't much she could do. "Also did you ever tell your father I wasn't the one that hit you?" I was still pissed her father thought I would put hands on her. And more to the point she didn't dispute it.

"I haven't talked to him since I picked up the kids."

"There's this cool thing called a phone ya know." Giving her the dummy look you give someone when they ignore the obvious.

She didn't have a response and went to the bedroom to change. The kids did their homework. I didn't cook often because of my culinary skills or lack thereof so the kids were surprised that I made dinner. But were more then pleased with the burgers and fries. One thing about Juicy Lucy's, you got to be careful eating it because its filled with molten cheese. It was a nice dinner with the kids telling us about their day. So far they haven't picked up on the fact that there was no communication between me and Liv.

After dinner we checked the kids homework, they went to do what kids do and I sat and watched TV. Olivia came in about 20 minutes after dinner and sat in the love seat by my recliner. I knew what was coming. "So you're really going to do this huh? Blow up our family over false accusations. I admit I was wrong with happened at the club and I apologize for that. But talk about getting a divorce and moving out is over the top."

"What has changed from Friday night until just now to make me change my mind? Your father thinks I beat you for Christ sake. And you refuse to tell him otherwise. Even though I sent him a video. And why would that be? Because you would have to tell the truth and you haven't been able to do that for some time. So to answer your question. Yes, I'll be moving out and filing for divorce. As far as blowing up the family, that is all on you and punk ass Tavis." And I tried to go back to watching TV. I had been answering a lot of questions on Jeopardy. Now I lost my grove.

"I can't believe you. You've gone crazy over a stupid dance."

"You forgot about fucking him in the supply closet at work on the third floor." smiling as I said it.

"For God sake, I never had sex with him. I don't know why you keep saying that!" She got up started to walk away.

I yelled to her, "You tell your father what really happened and that might be a good start." I got no response.

I slept on the couch again and was woken up by the kids getting ready for school. Olivia took them to school. She left without saying anything to me.

After doing my morning ablutions I went and got the Ipad to see if she had text her lover. I knew she had contacted him Saturday morning. He was pissed about what happened and had threatened to beat my ass. She told him not to do anything stupid. She had told him she was worried that I would find out about them. He didn't really care. All he wanted was the pussy. I was pretty sure she wasn't the only one.

The new messages where about me moving out and filing for divorce. His only response was that they could do it in our bed instead of the supply closets. Anyone with an ounce of common sense could see he only wanted her for sex. Was she angling for a real relationship with this guy? Maybe she was, what do they call it, Dickmitized. Hypnotized by the dick. Well that's on her.

I decided to go check out a couple of other places to live in case this one fell through. Two more apartments, none as nice as the one I wanted and 2 small houses.

As I was driving my phone rang. It was Jose. "Hola amigo, Hows it going?"

"Its going, how have you been holding up?

"I'm good as can be expected. Out looking at places to live today. Any news?"

"Yep, I talked to some friends who talked to some friends. This guy Octavaious is fucking a bunch of married women right now. About three or four. Olivia is one of many. From what I gather its his thing. To fuck up marriages by fucking the wives. Its like a power trip with him. It gets him off."

"That's what I figured. Why would a guy that young and rich want a married woman with kids. That explain a lot. It doesn't change what I'm going to do but at least I have an understanding. I appreciate the info Jose."

"No problem. Oh, if you want names let me know. I don't know if that will help."

"I'll ask my attorney about that. She said I can sue the guy for ruining my marriage."

"Good, I hope you take all his money, any thing else I can let me know."

"I will amigo, I'll have something for you and Maria soon. Thanks again."

Hanging up with Jose at least I knew the reason why he was fucking Olivia. It was still all on her. If she have just said no we wouldn't be in this situation. I checked out the other places. I applied for another apartment. They probably make a lot of money on application fee. It didn't have a pool but it was still nice.

I stopped at Mic's Kitchen on Main for a late lunch. They are known for their honey glazed cornbread and catfish dinners. While eating Lisa Gardner called to say the paperwork was ready for the divorce and Alienation of Affection suit.

"Ms Gardner, I have a friend who has a friend who says this Octavious is messing with 3 or 4 other married women. Will that help the case if I can get their information?"

"Yes it will, this just gets better and better. If we can find out who they are and if the husbands know about it makes our lawsuit against him stronger. If you get me the names I'll get the rest of the information"

She sounded excited. "I'll call my friend and get as much information as I can. When can you serve Olivia?" I asked expectantly.

"We're ready now. Where do you want it done?"

That was a good question that I hadn't thought about. Doing it at her job would provide maximum embarrassment. It might affect her job which would cost me in the long run. "Serve her at home before she leaves in the morning, is that possible?"

"Sure, no problem. 7:30 tomorrow at your house before she leaves for work."

"Great, I can take the kids to school so they won't be around when it happens."

It's been almost a week since this mess kicked off. Tomorrow was D-Day. She would be served 6 days and 14 hours since it all happened. I didn't have any doubts about moving forward.

I still had no place to stay. Living with her during all this would be untenable. I wasn't looking to bunk with someone for weeks. All my friends had families. So I would have to suck it up and get one of those long term stay hotels. That night I told Olivia I would take the kids to school in the morning. I slept on the couch again. I had packed a bag and my boxes and put them into my car the night before so I wouldn't have to come home.

Friday morning the kids were having trouble getting ready for school. I was afraid they would hold us up and the process server would be here before we left. We did out the house and I noticed blue sedan pull in front of the house. I had turned off my phone before I left the house. I dropped the kids off at school and then went to Yummy Donut to grab a coffee and a bagel sandwich. Mostly to kill some time. I googled motels to see what kind of deals were out there. Most long term hotels had crappy ratings or where in bad places. I decided to bite the bullet and get a room at the Quality Inn in Kings Mountain. It was on the other side of town from my job but $50 cheaper then any other one with an okay rating. It added 30 minutes to my commute if I got lucky. If I didn't it could be 90 minutes. That's I85 for you.

On the way out I called the apartment to see where my application stood. The leasing manager said she was going to call me today to say it had been approved. I asked if I could pay extra would I be able to move in early. She said they had something available but it still needed the carpet to be cleaned. I told her I would take it as is as long there wasn't any blood stains or bodily fluids. She said there wasn't so I would be able to move in on Monday, cool. I could deal with a hotel for three or four days.

My phone started to ring. It was Olivia. I didn't answer any of her many calls or text. She really couldn't be surprised, I told her over and over what I was going to do. I did not feel bad. I may seem lackadaisical about this whole thing but I'm not. I'm royally pissed. My wife of 15 years, the first woman I ever truly loved is cheating on me. It doesn't matter that he's famous, rich, a pro athlete or Black. Its that she's cheating, point blank period. It could be Larry from next door, it wouldn't change a thing.

I stopped at the Tru by Hilton off New Hope Rd by I85. Reserved a room until Wednesday morning. After that I went to Rooms to Go Outlet. I didn't need anything fancy. It would usually be me and the kids. I would let them pick out their own Bunk Bed set. Picking out a nice sofa and chair set, small dining room set and some bedroom furniture I was done. Until I realized I wasn't. I had to buy all that crap that you never think about. Dishes, pots and pans, silverware, sheets, towels.... shit, this was costing me way to much money. I went to Target and applied for a credit card to lessen the burden. The rest of the shopping took most of the day. I was tired mentally and physically. I went back to the hotel after grabbing something from Cookout.

After eating I turned my phone back on and it blew up again. Olivia, Page, Wesley and Lisa. They ranged from pleading, Olivia, to Anger, Wesley and Lisa to negotiating, Page. Wesley still hadn't apologized, so fuck him. I sent a group text saying I have nothing to say and will not discuss this matter any further. I sent a single text to Olivia to say to contact an attorney and I would only talk to her about the children.

I called my parents to let them know what was going on. They were caught totally off guard. They loved Olivia and I think they were worried about how their relationship with their grandchildren would be affected. I promised them I would do my best to make sure nothing changes. I hoped I would be able to do that.

Octavious was going to be served sometime today or this weekend. Whenever they could catch up to him. Ms Gardner felt we could amend the complaint when we got the info on the other affair partners.

The rest of the weekend was pretty boring. My bed and furniture were going to be delivered Tuesday. I had all the other junk piled into my car and would drop it off after work on Monday. It looked like I was homeless with all that stuff in it. The only thing of note was that Tavis was served Saturday afternoon while attending a charity event. I was told he was not happy and made some threats against me.

The video at the club made the rounds again when a new video of him getting served and making threats against me were posted online. It was not a good look for him at all.

I knew he had been served because Olivia started calling and texting me again. I guess I know where he allegiance lies. I never responded.

I did call to say I wanted to come by and pick up the kids for the day. She refused to let me see the kids. I told her she didn't want to go down this road because it would be truly rough for her. I said I would be there at 11 on Sunday and I expected the kids to be ready and hung up.

I was agitated so it was hard to sleep. I woke up Sunday morning and got ready to get the kids. It was only a 15 minute ride to the house. I pulled up and her car was in the driveway. I went to the door and rang the bell. It took way longer for her to answer then it should have. She finally opened the door with a smirk.

"Oh you were serious about picking up the kids, I didn't realize. They are spending the weekend with some friends. I'll let them know you came by."

"What the fuck, don't play games with me Liv, You knew damn well I was picking them up."

"Really, let me check my phone to see if I have a message about that." She said with some malice.

"Okay, this is how you want to play it. You're playing checkers and I'm playing chess. I was going to be somewhat nice but now, fuck that, you want to play games with my kids, Fuck you twice and fuck your boyfriend Tavis. I'm going to ruin you both!" I turned and walked away. She was saying something but I wasn't paying attention. She wanted to play games I can play too. I hadn't eaten so I went to RayNathans BBQ down the street from the hotel. I ate something there and got another meal for dinner later. I stopped at Circle K on the way back and picked up some beer. Okay A beer and some soda. I'm not a big drinker. I decided on one course of action so I stopped at Staples to make some copies.

I texted Jose to see if he could find out where Octavious usually hung out at and if he had the names of the other people involved with him. I called Robbie, "Hey Bud, I need a small favor."

"Sure Zan, as long as its legal, I'm your man. Nancy would kick both of our asses if you got me in trouble."

"No way would I want to face her wraith. All you need to do is deliver something and say one sentence. That's it. It should only take 5 minutes at most."

"Something tells me this will be a fun assignment."

"For you sure, for the other person not so much." I went to explain what I needed done. He had no problem doing it was looking forward to it. She wanted to be a bitch I was going to treat her like one. You don't play games with my children.

Monday came and it was my first day back at work since this all went down. Everyone in the office was cool. Like most of the company we all got along and watched out for each other. Some of the guys made jokes like guys do and the ladies showed sympathy like ladies do.

At 9 my phone started blowing up again. I guess Olivia got her delivery. I had asked Robbie to "serve" her divorce papers at work. Yeah she had already been served Friday but you can never be sure so I had it done again. She knew Robbie but didn't know why he was there until he said she was served and made sure he said "For Adultery" as loud as he could. I wanted everyone to know about her. The hospital has more gossip than any other place. 50% of the employees would know before Robbie got out the front door. 100% by the time he got to work. Of course I ignored her calls.

I called Ms Gardner to let her know what happened when I tried to see the children and needed something to stop that happening again. She assured me she would take care of it.

The rest of the week was pretty boring. I got caught up with the new developments. I knew the team would do okay without me. Brandon is at the point we may lose him if we don't find something more for him. I don't know how much more the company will grow.

Jose called me back Wednesday with the information I had requested about the other people and where Tavis hangs out. Sometimes things don't always work out as planned. Before I could go to my next step I guess Tavis had plans of his own also. Greenville, Charlotte and the surrounding area is big yet small. People know people. Octavious not only went to the University of Charlotte, he grew up in Kings Mountain. So he knew people a lot of people.

That Wednesday after work I'm coming out of Publix, not paying attention because its Publix. Who expects something to happen in a Publix parking lot, plus I didn't know anyone was after me. I didn't notice the van parked next to my car until it was to late. Three guys grabbed me and pulled me into the van and proceeded to beat the shit out of me. They didn't say one word the whole time. I don't know how long it lasted but by the time they were done I wasn't the same person anymore. They kicked me out the van and speed off. I couldn't tell anything about them. What color they were, not even the color of the van.

I don't know how long I laid there before being found by the guy who retrieves the carts. An ambulance and police were called and I was taken to Memorial Hospital. When I got to the hospital and they got my ID they called Olivia because she was still listed as my emergency contact. Word had already spread about the divorce within the hospital. But it would be a bad mark on her if she didn't respond. When she got there I was being treated for a broken nose. three broken ribs, fractured radius in my forearm, bruised kidney and an orbital bone. My face had swelled up and I would have two black eyes. I was lucky the broken ribs didn't puncture a lung.

For whatever reason she bought the kids with her. When they saw me they both started to cry and ran to me. When they hugged me it hurt so much because of my ribs I almost passed out but I didn't want them to know they were causing me pain. They asked what happened to me. I looked at Olivia and said "A friend of your mothers did this to me."

I thought she would faint. Madison asked her why her friends would beat up her daddy.

Sean asked, "Is this why daddy can't live at the house anymore?"

She didn't know what to say except deny it. While this was going on I pressed the nurse call button. When she walked in, I said loudly, "I don't know why you had your boyfriend beat me up? I never did anything to him."

She denied it again, looking between, me, the kids and now the nurse. I knew it would be all over the hospital before the end of the next shift if not sooner. Rumors of getting divorced for adultery and now being accused of her lover beating her husband is not a good look.

She grabbed the kids and fled out the door. Losing one battle doesn't mean you lose the war.

The police came by later that night. They asked the usual questions. I told them I knew Octavious Lewis had something to do with it. I just couldn't prove it. I was suing him for Alienation of Affection as he had been having an affair with my wife and made several threats against me. I showed them several videos I had from earlier encounters. Someone had videos him being served at the charity event and of him making threats.

I texted Brandon to let him know what happened and I wouldn't be in until Monday. I also called my parents in case they heard anything to let them know I was still alive. I was kept in the hospital for another day to make sure I didn't have any complications. When I was discharged I needed a ride home. My car was still at Publix, at least I hope it was. They don't let you take an Uber or Lyft home. They say it has to be a "Real person" what ever that means. I called Bob and asked him if he could bring me home and possibly have someone pick up my car. He had no problem doing it since he said he owed me big time for the concert and hotel.

Two hours later I was climbing into Bob's SUV with Isabella sitting in the back. On the way to drop her off to get my car we talked about what was happening. They both upset over what was going on. Isabella didn't know Olivia that well but thinking about how a wife and mother could cheat on her husband was something she couldn't understand. Bob got lucky with this one. I hope they have a long marriage.

My car was still in the parking lot. I gave her the keys and she went inside to tell the manager she was taking the car and to get me a pub sub I had been dying for. That's why I was there in the first place. Bob drove me home and helped me out the SUV. It still hurt to move because of my ribs. I could use my hand because the cast was down to my wrist. Thankfully my apartment was on the first floor so I didn't have to deal with steps. Isabella showed up 20 minutes later. She had gotten food for everyone and we sat down to eat. She fussed over me making sure I was comfortable. She kept asking if I needed anything. I had been getting calls for the whole time. Mostly people from work. I noticed a voicemail from Olivia. It was the kids asking if I was okay and if they could come visit me. I texted her back and said the kids were always welcome anytime. I wasn't going back to work until Monday. I never did get a chance to buy their bedroom set yet.

On their way out I pulled Bob to the side. "If you don't do right by her I'll do to you want those guys did to me, only worse. She's the best thing that ever happened to your big Swedish ass."

"Zan, I'll jump off a bridge before I would hurt her. You see how loving and caring she is. How can I ask for more."

I gave Isabella a hug the best I could and they left. I tried to lay down but it hurt my ribs. So I ended up sleeping in the chair. I decided to get a recliner next chance I had.

Olivia called me Saturday morning to make arrangements to drop off the kids. I realized I wasn't sure if I wanted her to know where I lived. She might tell Tavis. But if he could find me at Publix knowing where I lived wouldn't be a problem. So I gave her my address. She said she would drop them off at 11 and pick them up at 6.

The were a little hesitant when they showed up. They were afraid to touch me because they didn't want to hurt me. And I didn't look the best. My eyes were turning yellow and I had bruises all over my face. I winced whenever I moved because of my ribs. I got a marker and had the kids sign my cast. All we could do was sit around and they told me what was going on in school and life. We had a good time as we could. I ordered pizza and wings for lunch. When they were picked up Madison gave me a kiss on the cheek and told me to be safe.

The next couple of weeks were pretty boring. I was healing slowly. Ribs take forever to repair themselves. I stopped pissing blood after the first week. There were no more incidents. The police investigated Tavis but nothing ever came of it. They couldn't even ID the van and I didn't have a good description of the guys who beat me.

Olivia finally got an attorney. She requested counseling. We tired to get out of it but they ordered 6 sessions with a possibility of 6 more. From what I heard things were tense at her job with all the rumors floating around. Some people had suspected something was going on between her and Tavis as he would show up unexpectedly. I didn't know if they were still seeing each other because I didn't have access to the Ipad. I had enough information for a divorce.

During our counseling sessions I played cat and mouse. Olivia pleaded her case that nothing happened. That she loved only me, all the things you read about cheaters saying. For the first two sessions I would just got over everything that happened and say I know she's cheating. By the third session I was tired of playing games. I came in with a folder. The therapist had asked us to write down what made us fall in love with each other. Olivia came in happy with her piece of paper. Seeing me with a folder made her think I how so much to say about my love for her. She went first and talked for almost 30 minutes about what made her love me.

It was my turn, I talked for 5 minutes. I said I had some evidence of my love for Olivia. She was beaming the whole time and even the therapist thought we had made a turn. I presented the picture of me beaten up. I said her lover's three buddy's did this to me. I showed the video of him threatening me. I pulled out the printed messaged from the Ipad about fucking in the supply closets and finally a pic of his cock with her response saying I can't wait to wrap my lips around it.

I stood up and asked the therapist if we need to go on. She shook her head no and I walked out. That was the end of the counseling sessions.

I had been getting the kids on the weekends. They had picked a cool bunk bed set that made them both happy. Each had a dresser for clothes. I went to pick them up after the last session. Before I could knock on the door, Olivia's father Wesley opened it up. He glared at me for a moment. I thought there was going to be a fight. I was almost back to 100% by then with only my arm still in a soft cast. "I'm here for my kids Wesley."

"I know why you're here. They are getting ready."

So we stood there looking at each other not saying anything for a couple of minutes. "I'll wait in the car." and turned away.

"Hold on Zan,' I turned back. I could see the indecision in his face. 'I need to apologize for accusing you of hitting Olivia. You were right. You've never been a violent person. I couldn't think of one time you even raised your voice. Seeing Olivia like that did something to me. She's my only child. She wouldn't say what happened. I know you sent the video but I didn't think that's all that happened. I'm sorry Zan." and He stuck his hand out for a shake.

I looked him, then his hand. "So am I Mr. Robinett, I'm sorry but its too little and way too late. I'll wait for the kids in the car." And turned to walk to the car. The kids came out 15 minutes later. We had our usual good time.

The divorce proceeded through the courts. The only thing I wanted was weekly visitation and 3 weeks during the summer, No child support during the summer and I would pay half the mortgage. After almost 5 months it was finally granted. Alimony was very minimal for only a year as she made very good money. I had no issues with paying child support. She would keep the house until Madison turned 21 or graduated from college. She had the option of buying me out at any time.

We did have the sit down talk that happens after a divorce. She was sorry it happened, She knows she ruined our marriage. She was yadda yadda yadda. I don't know what else she said because I didn't care. She lost most of her friends because they were friends from my job. I said they are more social. The only people she could hang with are some younger single women at work. Married women didn't trust her around their husbands. She gets asked out quite a bit at work now. Guys were looking for an easy mark. She works and stays home now. She did say it took a while for her father to forgive her over the misunderstanding that I had hit her. He told her about trying to apologize and me not accepting it. Her mother was still very disappointed in her.

Twenty years of my life ended with the bang of the judges gavel. As a fact she didn't bang the gavel. I wanted a gavel bang at least!

You're wondering what happened to Octavious Lewis? We found not four other women but six total that he was fucking during the off season. Of course none of their husbands knew. It got ugly for him. We all combined our lawsuit for Alienation of Affection. In most cases these charges don't go anywhere. Except that he was famous, one of the victims (Me) had been assaulted and several of the husbands were also well known. One was a city Councilman, another was a Police Detective. Yep, he also met those women through his charity work. We sued the charity also for shits and giggles.

Being rich he got the best shark in Charlotte. Only problem was we had the best Orca in Carolina. Lisa Gardner was everything she said she was. Halfway through the trial they offered to settle. The first offer was $50,000 each. She didn't even respond, just got up and walked out. We followed behind her like a flock of ducklings. She took us into another room. Told us if they don't start at a million they are wasting our time. Some wanted to settle for less. We convinced them to stay strong and together. He fucked our wives. Its our turn to fuck him.

They came back with $500,000 each. Denied. We finally settled for $950,000 each. Well $775,000 after Lisa got her cut. I was able to buy a nice 3 bedroom house just outside of Greenville in Belmont, put money away for the kids college and take a well deserved vacation. Disney World of course. I have kids and I'm a good father. We had a blast!

Did Tavis get completely away unscathed? Nope. Having less then 4 sacks in 2 years doesn't make you a highly coveted defensive end in the NFL. Deshawn Jackson of the Cleveland Browns was considered the only contract worse then his by ESPN. He was traded to the Giants for a big mac and $4, waved during training camp and ended up playing for the Memphis Showboats of the UFL for 3 games before being waived again. Last I heard he's coaching JV high school football somewhere in South Carolina.

During his time in the city he kept experiencing a series of unfortunate events. One car kept experiencing flat tires. Like every other day. Another car the engine blew. Somehow the engine oil had drained out of it. At home a water pipe broke and filled his crawlspace with water. His alarm system would go off at all hours of the night. The city would fine you over a certain amount of false alarms. His house was covered with bird poop because some one threw a lot of bird seed into his yard. The police could never find any connection to anyone doing the deeds. Since he did a fellow officer dirty they didn't work that hard on the cases anyway.

You're thinking I never got payback for the beating. One thing my father told me when it happened. Beatings heal, Taking his money will last a lot longer. He never recovered financially as he had to sell most of his possessions to pay off his debts.

Oh. Ms Lisa Gardner, our Orca of a lawyer. It was her first case as a senior associate! With the notoriety of the case she made partner shortly after.

As for me, I'm doing good. I get my kids every weekend. They spend one weekend with my parents in Cary each month plus a week in the summer. I think they like it there more because of the zoo and aquarium and so many other things to do all within an hour drive. The company has continued to grow. We're still doing developments. We split my team into 2 groups with Brandon heading the housing department and Zachary heading apartments with me overseeing the two as a Vice President.

Am I dating? I told you about the Three Musketeers so what do you think? I asked Maria to give me some time to get myself together. That lasted a month before they started trying to fix me up.

A funny thing happened. I was at a barbecue hosted by Bob three months later and 2 months before his wedding. Even though I had met and talked to her several times Kim and I seemed to connect that day. Probably because I was married before and never looked at her like that but I found we had a lot in common. Sure, she was 8 years older than me but it didn't seem to matter. We both have kids so having more wasn't in the cards. We talked the whole time. I never noticed that other people had noticed and even started placing bets. I felt a connection to her. I think she felt the same way. I asked out for a real date which she accepted.

We've been dating for almost a year. She's met my kids and they love her. I met her kids and they love me. Madison considers them older sisters. And not only her two but Hals daughter also. I guess that makes Madison the 4th Musketeer Generation 2. Sean well is Sean, He likes hanging out with the guys.

Will we get married, probably, She's a great woman and my dad didn't raise any dummies. Also the pot is almost $3200 right now.

THE END

Most characters associated with Green Construction/Development have appeared in the Hal's Story series.