Life is Wife, Wife is Knife

LXI

LISA POV

After tucking Luke, I cleaned his room, his bathroom and checked his transformer bag in case there's a note from his teacher.

I've noticed Jennie isn't here yet which I find unusually normal. Cause I'm already done washing my body, drying my hair, and wore my maroon nighties. Still not here.

I look up the wall clock and froze when I realized I've been waiting for Jennie for some unknown reason

Why am I waiting? What's happening to me?

I went downstairs and prepare myself a hot choco milk. I relax on the couch and started to recall everything

Finally talking to my Mom again after such a long years felt like one of the prickles that had been inditch deep in my heart was drawn out.

I have my own business. Got my Mom's trust again. I have my son with me and I feel like I don't have anything to ask anymore

Jennie

Jennie's been proving herself, but I'm still afraid that once I let go the grudge I've been holding — the hatred and pain I've been keeping.. I'm afraid that what if everything she was showing was just for a temporary

Sometimes I'm thinking of setting aside the severe scars that she'd caused in me for the sake of our marriage, for the sake of Luke

But it's not that easy

That even how much I look at the good things she did, the ache is still coming back

That regardless of everything that she gave to me, the happiness she made me felt was still not enough to erase the stinging in my heart

Maybe I'm still not ready yet...

... Or I'm still looking for any substantial reason that I could hold on

The assurance

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The rain pouring heavily, a cold breeze blew all of a sudden that bring chills down my spine. A perfect moment to enjoy my choco milk before I sleep the night away

Putting down my mug, I heard the sound of doorbell. I look again at the wall clock and it's almost midnight. It's probably Jennie

Opening the threshold, I was shocked seeing Irene with Jennie- drunk.

"Uh, I need help? You can stare at her later" she chuckled

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry" I helped Irene supporting the drunk Jennie to walk "Why is she so hot?" I asked

Irene chuckled "I'll boast that to your wife tomorrow"

I rolled my eyes "I mean, she's burning Irene"

"Oh that, I think she's sick"

"She's sick but you let her drink to death"

"I'm a supportive friend" she laughed and I groaned

We lay Jennie down in our bed and I immediately take off her brown boots. I take off her gray tailored jacket leaving the white fitted crop top. Then I pull down her match gray pocket jeans leaving the black cycling

"If I'm not here, I'm sure you're already eating each other out" Irene spoke teasingly

"If you're not here, I'm sure I'm already yelling at this witch and probably punching her in the gut" I mocked

Now Jennie is the one who catches flu and still got drunk like a thirsty fox. But I'm thankful that it's not that bad, unlike me that awfully weak and seems like I couldn't feel my own body. God, I was so terrible when I'm sick.