Prologue
1164 Words
As Charlotte walked into her home she sat all of her photography equipment on the bench and hooked the keys on the key hanger resting on the wall. Turning around she felt the atmosphere of the home feel thicker than usual. Her senses tingled on her skin when her mind started running through the thousand different scenarios that didn’t even compare to what was happening underneath her roof.
Slowly, Charlotte continued into the large home listening and looking around for clues to what was so off. Making her way through the downstairs she didn’t find anything suspicious but usually when Justin came home early the house always looked like a tornado had come through. She thought back to just minutes ago when she pulled in remembering Justin’s brand new silver Range Rover sitting in the drive way.
‘He has to be home then.’ She thought to herself.
Making her way to the staircase she quietly made her way to the second floor when something caught her attention. A black stiletto heel that Charlotte knew wasn’t hers. Her heart started racing and the panic in her body sky rocketed.
Continuing through the landing she found the second heel and one of Justin’s dress shoes for work. Charlotte did everything in her power not to connect the dots that were lining up in her head.
Then when her eyes landed on the one thing that sent her into overload. A pair of black lace panties. Charlotte couldn’t take it anymore and she was livid. Running towards their master bedroom she swung open the door so fast that it slammed against the wall, leaving a dent from the handle.
What surprised Charlotte most was seeing her worthless piece-of-s**t husband getting head from his w***e of an assistant. They were both completely naked while Justin sat on the edge of the bed and Jade, the assistant, was on her knees on the floor in between his legs.
As the slamming of the door startled them both they looked up to see Charlotte standing in the door frame in tears while her hands fisted in anger.
“Angel baby, it’s not what it looks like!” Justin said as calm as he could. But he knew there would be no way to explain this. He got up from the bed and pushed jade aside so she fell on her ass causing her to let out a loud scoff.
Charlotte still being stunned by the image in front of her she stood there frozen to the spot in anger. Justin grabbed his boxers from off the floor and quickly put them on as he cautiously walked towards Charlotte.
“Angel, sweetheart... let me explain...” he started to say but he didn’t get to finish due to a heavy right hook coming in contact with his nose. He stumbled backwards from the impact and his hands came flying up to the already bleeding wound. But Charlotte wasn’t done yet. She proceeded to grab Justin by the shoulders and rammed her right knee into the family jewels as hard as she could.
Justin screamed in pain as he fell to the floor holding himself and his face. He rolled back and forth groaning. Charlotte took a large step over his pathetic body and walked herself to the walk in closet. Grabbing one of her large duffel bags she proceeded to pack different clothes, shoes and other items that she might need. She already knew she probably would never be back here so she might as well take what she can.
When she was done with scavenging all of the —— items she made her way to the very large safe that was placed in one of the farthest corners of the closet. She spun the combo quickly and opened it with ease. Looking in you see a small jewelry box that contained all of charlottes most expensive jewelry, almost 100K in cash and a couple items that were Justin’s. She reached in, grabbing the jewelers box and as much cash as her bag would hold but there was still one item that she needed. Opening the large drawer at the bottom of the tall safe she found the small quilt she was looking for. This blanket was covered in stains and looked to be almost thirty years old. Quickly grabbing the blanket she stuffed it into the duffel bag, zipped it up and started to make her way out of the small room into the main bedroom.
When she reached the room, Justin was hunched over while sitting on the bed and jade was by his side rubbing his back trying to comfort him. Thankfully she put one of his shirts on so she wasn’t naked anymore.
Charlotte continued to walk to her side of the bed and grabbed her chargers and her I-pad. Then started to head out the door but before she made it out a hand reached out and grabbed her waist.
Without turning around she already knew it was Justin. She memorized the way he touched her and the feeling of his body so close to hers. It used to be comforting but now it just made her sick to her stomach. Honestly she thought she might have been able to make it out of their used to be ‘perfect home’ without saying a word but it doesn’t look like it’s going to end that way.
“My angel, I’m begging you... please stay...for me.” Justin said while his arm pulled Charlotte into his chest but his words just made her mad.
“It’s over.” Were the only words she said before she yanked herself out of his grip. She started walking again when his hand reached for her arm and that was the last straw. She swung back one last time and used every ounce of anger, sadness, and pain she had left in her to hit him square in his nose for a second time. Causing a stream of blood to come pouring out and a satisfying crunch letting Charlotte know she broke it perfectly.
Justin’s screams become even more intense after the second hit. He fell to the floor in pain holding his face and attempting to stop the bleeding. Charlotte took one last glance at her pathetic excuse of a husband and then looked up at jade still sitting on the bed in shock.
“You better clean him up.” Was all Charlotte said to her before she walked out of that room and out of that life forever.
Making her way to the front door she managed to grab some of her photography equipment that she sat down earlier. Taking everything she had, she tossed it all into her Jeep Wrangler and drove with no destination.
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