Chapter 35

“What the fuck is with you?!” Sue snapped when she couldn’t manipulate Martin with her usual dominant way and got fed up with it, standing in the middle of their living room. Her husband was just sitting on the couch, trying to enjoy the football match on the telly. His expression gave him away that now he started to get annoyed by his wife’s attitude. Why can’t she just leave him alone?!

When he didn’t answer, Sue just got even angrier and put her hands on her hips as she grimaced. “She must be a fucking good bitch you have in that club if you don’t give a fuckin’ damn thing about what I’m saying! Are you her obedient dirty cur?! I bet she uses you the way she wants… bossing you around like a miserable lost puppy! Did you tell her that you aren’t able to satisfy your own wife?” she chuckled evilly “That you’re a pathetic loser? A dreamer who couldn’t sell his work on his own and needed someone else to earn some fuckin’ money?!” she went on mercilessly, not caring with Martin’s darkening eyes, who still didn’t say anything, because he didn’t want to hurt her, although his hands were now fisted on his knees, trying to hold back. “Answer me you fucking cheater!!!” she lost patience and screamed at him. “Don’t retreat into your ivory tower, cutting yourself off from reality! You little fuck!”

Martin shot a cold and angry look at her and whispered on a low tone “Stop it, Sue!”

But she didn’t listen to him. “Although if I think deeper into it, I’m not really sure if anyone wants you at all. You are such a useless nobody! I don’t know at all why I wasted my time on you. I should have looked for a real man, not a sensitive little sissy, who cannot deal with his failures, brooding, drinking and crying over his soapy little songs…” she spluttered, speaking everything on her mind that have piled up in the last few months then she turned towards the door as she heard that Viva and Ava got home. The kids came into the living room, looking at their parents questioningly.

“What’s the problem, mom?” Viva asked, frowning.

“Oh nothing much, your dad is being a pathetic prick again…” she said with tons of irony in her voice and shrugged, totally out of control.

“Sue…” Mart growled, but she ignored him again, still looking at their girls.

“Although I’m sure you both got used to it by now what an underling he is… Incapable to do anything…” she folded her arms with a biting little smile on her face.

And that was it for Mart who jumped at his feet and snarled at her on a low tone “Can I ask you not to do this in front of the kids?!”

“Why? They deserve to know what a pathetic masochist father they have!”

“You’re so wrong, Sue! I’m not the one you used to boss around with your wicked ways! I’m far from that Martin you described! And no, my lover is not a woman, because during our marriage you managed to make me hate women!!! So fuck off, you…!” he broke out but didn’t finish his sentence just stormed out of the house and the door banged shut loudly after him, leaving a shocked bitter wife and his two sad girls behind.

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Her high heels chattered on the pavement, her whole being radiating her anger as she passed some by-passers hurrying to their workplaces in the morning rush. She couldn’t just sit around at home, she had to see him. Soon she found the building and quickly started to climb the stairs. And there he was – obviously in the middle of unpacking some boxes and opening the door with a surprised expression. She knew her husband won’t be here, she knew him enough to know where he goes when they have a major fight.

Sue stormed into the studio and pointed a finger at the shocked Dave. “How dare you ruin another man’s family?!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “You sick bastard! You manipulated and changed my husband with your dirty tricks! Don’t look at me this innocently and shocked! You know what I’m talking about! You ruined everything I’ve been working for years! You have no idea how much energy I have put into this marriage! How much patience I needed to live with that fucker!” she pushed him a bit by his chest.

“But… I…” Dave tried to defend himself and hold back, not wanting to make things worse, but Sue cut into her sentence.

“There are no excuses for the sickness of your fucking mind! You have never spent a thought on our kids, huh?! You sick bastard! Now they know that their father gets dick up his ass like a fucking bitch!” she screamed, shaking in anger.

“Look, you see it wrong! It’s not just about fucking” Dave cut in, trying to stop her from leading herself on. “We love each other” he added with a serious look. He heard enough about Martin’s wife and tried to stay calm, although inside he was shaking like a leaf.

Sue laughed hysterically “Love? Love?! Are you kidding? He doesn’t love anyone but himself and his fuckin’ lyrics in his emo-corner!”

“You’re wrong…”

“No! It’s ME who knows him! You’ll see that I’m right! You seduced this pliable loser and changed him! You took him away from me, you bastard!” she hit his chest again, but in the next moment strong fingers grabbed her wrist.

“Stop it, Sue! It’s not Dave’s fault” Martin said on a hard tone, stepping between his lover and wife.

Dave gasped and stayed in silence, but his heart leaped. Martin was still firmly holding her wrist, his dark-green eyes shooting arrows at her. “How do you dare to come here and insult him?” he gritted through his teeth.

“He is as much a part of this as us! He’s the third person in this relationship. You both are sick!”

“Not sicker than you and your control-freak nature” he hissed “Let’s settle this between us two. There’s no need to accuse and hurt David. He already feels guilty enough, although I fucked up everything. If you want to blame someone, then let it be me, not him!”

“WHATEVER!” she shouted and tore her wrist out of Mart’s grip just to slap him on the face and storm out from the studio, not seeing anything from anger.

An uncomfortable deadly silence fell upon the studio. Dave could hear Mart’s panting as he was still standing in front of him, showing his back to the dark-haired man. “And what more will come after this?!” Dave burst out on a bitter tone, his hand shaking from anger as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. He was barely able to see Martin lately and now his wife attacked him out of the blue as if he was the worst scum on the planet! He really didn’t need this right now…

Martin tried to calm down. He really was at the brink of slapping back his wife to make her come to her senses. He knew her how she could work herself up on things. He already knew that a situation like this will greet him when he saw her from the corner disappear in the building. He tried to hurry and prevent the fight, but wasn’t quick enough. He was angry at her but mostly at himself. He turned around and suddenly hugged Dave tightly.

Dave looked at him surprised – especially when he detected tears in Mart’s eyes and heard his shaky voice. “I’m so sorry, baby! I didn’t want things to turn out like this or to let her attack you! Forgive me, David! I’ll make things right, just give me a day!” he whispered and stroked Dave’s face before leaving the still shocked man in the studio.

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