A Second Chance

The Beginning Of The End

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THE BEGINNING OF THE END

"I want a divorce"

 Four words I did not expect to hear following a fairly satisfactory shag, especially after four months of not shagging at all. I suppose I was anticipating it to happen eventually, it was clear he'd lost interest in our marriage since we'd moved to London. The only problem being, that was three years ago. That's the downside to marrying your high school sweetheart I guess, it eventually gets to a stage where you realise how many people you haven't dated.

 "Why's that Andy? Care to explain why suddenly out of the blue you've decided to tell me this?" He could tell by my face that I was pissed  off, so he chose to play the role of the victim.

"I just feel totally restricted with our relationship" he paused with a deep sigh, clearly trying to make me feel as though this was hard for him, I know him better than that though, he felt no pain telling me this whatsoever.

"It's just... The spark.. has, well, gone. It's not the same as it was when we were twenty two"

"Don't think I'm buying your bullshit Andy, we both know the 'spark' was never there. I was just a convenient choice because your mother liked me more than that other one you had your eye on!"

Andy stared at me with a disgusted look on his face, I'd hit a soft spot, and it felt good.

"No Piper, that's not it at all! I Loved you! I always will. I just feel that getting married so young wasn't the right thing to do and we should both go our separate ways while we're still young, see other people perhaps?"

The pain hit me hard then, my brain finally registered what was going on, and it was no longer a joke anymore. Tears began to fill my eyes, they stung like acid.

"There's someone else... Isn't there?" It came out as barely a whisper, covering my naked body with the bed sheets and attempting to hide my tears, I couldn't let him see me so hurt.

"No. Well umm. I don't. No, there's not" his nervousness made me uneasy.

"Andy, please just tell me, I don't want to hear-"

"Yes. There is someone else" he exploded, clearly he couldn't take the pressure anymore.

"Who?"

"Hannah. My assistant at work"

I could feel my heart in my mouth, or possibly the feeling of wanting to vomit.

"The girl who came over to help a few months ago when you had that big account?"

"Yes. It's been going on for a year now"

I stared at him blankly. As much as this man pissed me off, he was my husband and I loved him. I'd dropped out of college to marry him, I'd moved away from my whole family so I was able to spend the rest of my life with him, and now? He was leaving me for another woman.

The acidic tears began to roll down my cheeks, I brushed my fingers through my brunette hair, pulling the wisps out of my face, then forced myself to get out of the bed. I picked up my red bra and panties and slipped them back on, opened up the wardrobe, and threw on a pair of jeans and a tank top. Without even looking back at Andy, I grabbed my shoes and bag and walked out the house. I had to get away from there... and fast!

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Hi everyone! Thankyou for reading! This being my first Fanfic story I hope it is up to the standard you expect :D

I know that not much has happened yet but there will be more I promise! Please leave your comments and opinions :D apologies if there are any grammatical or spelling mistakes