Chapter 1. Part 2.
Intuitions
                                                                                                             

           

                                    It became routine, Phiiah would get off work at 1 pm and was at the gym by 4 pm every Monday Wednesday, Friday and would return home around 7-730ish. Saturday mornings she would be at the gym by noon and home by 4 pm. Dominic worked during school hours and normally got home from work around 5pm everyday with the weekends off. When the two of them were at home together, most of their time was spent in separate rooms. She was in their bedroom watching her favorite shows and he was in his office working on something or writing music.

                                    Phiiah was spending more and more time sneaking off with Gerald as the weeks passed by. Most of the time they snuck off to their secret rendezvous spot in the woods and fucked for and hour or so. Once or twice the went on a date out of town just to be able to go out publicly and be comfortable together but it always ended in sex. Hard and passionate sex. They was fucking three or four times a week, and as the days went by and the arguments went on between Phiiah and Dominic, the more sex they had. Sometimes she would say she was going to the store and would meet up with Gerald right up the street or just call him and talk. And he was always available, willing to be a shoulder for her to cry on or to lay pipe at her will.  He gave her 100% every time, even if it was just for 10 minutes. He gave it to her the way she wanted it, and in return she became submissive to his desires and she went out her way to please him.

                                   She was doing things for him that she never done for her husband or at least in a very long time. At the drop of a dime she would drop to her knees and suck his dick as soon as they where alone, or if he even looked like he was stressed or upset, she was swallowing his cum or being filled with it. She wanted Gerald to know she was his. During their conversations she would highlight how she does things for him that she doesn't do for her husband just to let him know how much she was into him. They would laugh and talk for hours about their relationship problems. All the while growing more and more fond of each other. When Phiiah was at home, she gave Dominic just enough attention to keep him from carrying on an argument everyday, or leaving her, or at least until she could figure out if she was going to leave him.

                                  When she made love to Dominic, which was only to shut him up from constantly pursuing her, she only wanted physical gratification. There was no emotion involved. She didn't kiss him during sex anymore. The only time they kissed was when one of them was leaving out the house and that was just a common peck to sustain the norms of their household. She barely talked during sex or even made a sound unless she was getting head or cumming. Most of the time during sex she was always either uncomfortable, agitated, tired , not in the mood or in a few cases, even sleeping in the middle of the encounter. She showed no emotion or attraction to Dominic as a woman in love would do normally. But when he would try to address these issues, it would turn into an argument and he'd wind up not getting anything from her at all for weeks, So he just decided to take what he can get. Even if it was degrading to his self respect.

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                                                                     Journal entry 2
                                                               September 22nd 2017

                       Every day that passes, it becomes more and more obvious that Phiiah doesn't give a fuck about me. She has no fear of losing me what so ever. I told her two days ago I wanted to sit down and have a conversation about our relationship. It's crazy I have to make an appointment to talk but if I don't then I will just be sitting here with shit on my mind and no chance to express myself. Then It builds up and I explode and the whole relationship is worst for the next few days or so. Plus she won't even ask me whats wrong so either way I'm gonna end up in a begging position again. This is it, this is the last time I ask and if she ignores me one more day I'm letting her go for good!

                       I think that's what she wants anyway. She wants it to be my decision to leave that way she holds no fault and she can play the victim. It makes me wonder how much does care about me totally; Does she even care if I die? Is she so far gone that my health and life is now meaningless, because she acts like I'm not shit to her everyday. I know she can see the emotion in my eyes everyday. I know she can tell when I'm upset, horny or just need to get something off my chest but she ignores it completely. Sometimes she even smiles like nothing is wrong, like she's taunting me to explode so she can have a reason to treat me worst. I don't even know who to be mad at anymore; Her or me. Her for not just telling me she wants out and she doesn't love me or me for allowing this blatant shit to go on for so long.

                      I gotta get my shit together either way. I have to stop letting her make me feel like this everyday while she walks around nonchalantly and I'm sitting here looking like a fool everyday. I have no choice, I'm losing, I'm letting myself slip away everyday because of unhappiness and every night I'm awake all night working, thinking and looking at porn until I finally fall asleep. Then I wake up feeling like shit and barely wanting to go to work. This shit is tearing me apart!

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                                       While Dom was in the kitchen, Phiiah walks in only wearing a bra and a thong as she does most of the time when she's home. Smelling like candy and looking sexy as always but acting as if Dom wasn't staring. He tries hard not to look at her because she excites him but he knows she's not interested and it's only going to agitate him for the rest of the day. But he can't help himself. The way her thong wrapped around her wide hips and her smooth stomach turned him on. Within a moment he grew angry. To know that this was supposed to be his woman and how beautiful she was and how much he was attracted to her made him think of how their relationship was going.

                                       Finally after the two of them being in the same room for about two minutes with no words uttered she looks over at Dominic and noticed he had an attitude. She only smiled and continued to dress the sandwiches she made for her and Savannah. Dominic takes a frustrated breath, he knows that she knows he noticed how she looks, yet she acts as if he's not even in the room. Then his emotions gain the best of him and he loses it. He throws his glass across the room and it shatters on the wall and breaks the silence.

"You just don't give a fuck anymore huh? It's funny to you to see me like this everyday isn't it? You see me in pain or feeling some kind of way yet you ignore me. Like I anit shit! Why are you still with me Phi?"

She rolls her eyes
"Aw c'mon, don't start ok! I really don't feel like that shit today."

"Start, what the fuck you mean start! This shit has been going on for years and I been trying to talk to you but we never get anywhere. This shit isn't new, So how am I starting? Shit, I'm trying to continue!"

"Continue what...More drama!"

"You know exactly what I'm trying to continue, I asked you days ago to sit down and have a civil conversation with me but once again you just blew me off. I want to at least address one of the many problems we are having everyday like fucking adults. Or maybe continue any one of the conversations I started this week with you about the way you act every damn day. That you seem to just ignore and like I never said shit. Why do you make me go days with shit on my chest and if I don't press you on it, you would never say shit about it. So I ask you again...why are you still with me?"

"Because I love you Dom, because we have a beautiful little girl. Because you treat me good...." she says monotoned as if it was rehearsed.

Dominic just looks at her angry and confused, shaking his head.
"And......? That's it right? That's all! You didn't say shit about how I make you feel or... how great I am at.. whatever. You don't think I have worth, you can't even make me feel special when your trying so hard to explain to me why you love me! This shit is becoming more and more obvious Phiiah!"

"What's becoming obvious?" She says with a confused expression.

"That either you don't know how to love.... or you just don't love me! And I just can't figure out why you just won't keep it 100 and just say it! Just tell me you don't love me, instead of making me spend countless hours on trying to figure out what else it could be! It's like your fucking with me, playing with my intelligence."

                                      She just stands there with an empty emotionless face as he talks. Daydreaming about the stress less moments of explosive passion she been having over the past two weeks. Though she maintains eye contact, She could really careless about what he is saying. He notices it and stops talking to take a moment to analyze her face. Then says "Are you even listening to me? Do you hear what the fuck I'm saying to you? Do you even fucking care?"

"Yes, I hear you Dominic."

"So say something then! Something reassuring...shit! Make me feel like you want me! At least show some fear of losing me and make up some shit!"

"Something like what?"

"What the fuck you mean? Did you not hear anything I just said or anything I been saying for months...years? Say something, don't just sit there and look at me. Why do you do that? Why do you watch me pour my heart out or try to express myself as clear as I possibly can to you and then you just sit there and look at me like your lost, or have no idea what I'm talking about? I need you to communicate back! At least act like you give a fuck about losing me!"

                                       She sighs then pauses, then sighs again. Dominic is silent, looking at her and waiting for a response. She mumbles, looking for something to say and shakes her head as she searches. He waits, looking at her with a look of sarcasm then says
"Well? Humph.....just like I thought. You can't even make up something to say. You know what...fuck it! Fuck it! I get it, I fucking get it!"

                                       She throws her arms in the air, turns to walk away and says.
"Why does it always have to be about you Dom. It's always gotta be all about how Dominic feels. pfft! Whatever...fine! are you done?"

                                       Dominic watches her shake her ass as she walks away carefree. The fact that he loves her so much and she looks so tempting, makes him feel that pain. A pain he knew all so well. It was the very pain that has been growing inside his heart over the past few years. She was so beautiful and he knew he has tried everything he could to tell her how he feels, yet she acts as if his feelings mean nothing to her. But she claims that she loves him and has never cheated. Pain created from years of stress, and confusion.  beautiful memories, career changing sacrifices, emotional and sexual frustration rolled up into a heart wrenching feeling. It was a pain like no other. It was in that moment he knew what he had to do and what he needed to do it. Then he said "Humph...yeah. Yeah I'm done."

                                      The next day after thinking about their situation over and over as usual, Dominic decides to change the environment and try a different approach. After work, he stops at the store to pickup groceries and ingredients to cook a nice dinner and then the florist to pick up some roses. After he was done shopping and back inside his car he sees a note on his windshield. Thinking it was a note left by someone who might have damaged his car and containing insurance information he quickly grabs it and reads it.


                                It simply read "You might want to go to the gym with your wife sometime" And it made Dominic feel some type of way. He looked around to see who could have possibly left the letter but the parking lot was almost empty other than a few moving vehicles. He read the letter again then took a deep breath followed with feelings of fear and confusion. After sitting in his car thinking about it all, Dominic decided to go to the gym and checking on Phiiah instead of going home. He wanted to see what the fuck this letter could have been referring to and was it a joke of some sort. His heart rate was speeding and within moments... so was he. He needed to get control before he got pulled over or had an accident but he couldn't clear his mind.

                             So many situation playing out in his head as he sped to the gym. So many mixed emotions flooding his mind and sending him on a roller coaster, He hoped the things he was thinking weren't true. But deep down inside, he wanted answers. Answers to the dozens of questions he had, but most of all, he wanted closure because he knew he wasn't crazy like Phiiah tried to make him seem every time he tried to explain his feelings. He was enraged and scared at the same time. He knew something like this had to be done eventually if he wanted answers, he just wasn't ready for it at the time or really ready to deal with the discussing truth.

                           Phiiah and Gerald was on the last lap of their run when Phiiah starts to pick up the pace. He picks it up thinking he was failing behind due to fatigue but notices every time he catches up she speeds up. She was challenging him, and by the time they were a quarter into their last lap they found themselves in a full out sprint. Both of them pushing to beat the other, muscles tensing and sweat dripping as they came into the last turn. They were neck and neck when Phiiah caught her second wind and started to gain distance. Gerald was almost out of steam trying to keep pace and by the time he crossed the finish line she beat him by three full seconds.

"What happened young man? all that heavy lifting and no cardio got your heart weak!"

He looks up at her then begins to walk a lap to catch his breath
"Nah...you got me weak."
"Whatever, nice excuse. You got beat, fair and square."
"It's cool, were gonna see who gets beat in about an hour!"
"Oh really!" she smiles
"Yeah, really!" he smiles.

                           Together they walked a lap to cool down and talk as usual. They have been seeing each other for weeks and this was part of their normal routine. As they exit the track, they head to grab a smoothie before they hit the shower. They finish their drinks by the looker room doors talking and laughing. That run had their hormones on high so sexual innuendos filled their conversation. They laughed and flirted like a couple in love. They were comfortable with each other and the gym became their sanctuary. No worries, no stress and no fear,  until she noticed Dominic was watching them from the lobby and heading their way at a high rate of speed.

                           Phiiah quickly regains her composure and tries to signal Gerald, letting him know they might have been busted. Gerald notices her face and turns to see what had her attention so strongly behind him. When he sees a familiar face from a picture she had shown him, he already knew what was about to go down. He just didn't didn't know how far it would go so he also regained his self awareness and put a little distance between himself and Phiiah. But Phiiah was smart and she knew her man. all she needed to do was wait for him to talk and she could calculate how long he was watching and what all she could argue. So she took a casual approach.

"Babe, woow. Surprised to see you here! This is my friend Gerald."
"How you doing sir?" Gerald says trying to hide his guilt and acting as if nothing wrong was done but Dominic responds with "Who the fuck are you and why are your hands all over my wife?"
Phiiah and Gerald both stand in a moment of silence then Phiiah replies with "O..K..on that note, Gerald I will see you later. Babe lets go talk in the car."
"What the fuck you mean, your gonna see him later? Y'all up here talking and flirting and shit! Is this why your so motivated to go to the gym every fucking day? Fuck that later shit! we gonna handle this shit right now!"
Gerald's face changes from a fake friendly expression to a guilty defensive one. then he smirks says
"Humph, whatever. Phiiah handle your business, I'll see you later."
Dominic twists his head and looks at Gerald sideways. Gerald sizes up the older man and danger sets in. He knows he's younger than the Dominic but he also remembers everything Phiiah had told him about Dominic and he chooses to step back rather than to engage the extremely hostile Dominic. But Dominic was fixated on Gerald, His eyes were filled with anger and focus. He was looking for a reason to get closer to Gerald and found it.
"Nigga...You betta not say shit to my wife ever again! Not a fucking word, you hear me! Let me find out,....I'll fuck you up in here!

                         Gerald stood silent until three of his friends walked out the locker room wondering what was talking him so long. His demeanor changed instantly. He had back up and a reputation to maintain.

"Bra, I tried to be cool. Now chill with all the threats. All that fucking me up shit is dead!"

                         Phiiah desperately tried to resolve the situation and get Dominic to the car but she was losing. She was scared that things were about to take a turn for the worst and she needed to end it fast. But Gerald's reaction only made Dominic want to establish his respect more. He didn't care that he was now outnumbered four to one, all he saw was one target, and that target was his only objective. Her was a smart man and he had only been standing there watching them talk for a short period. He wasn't completely sure they where sleeping around. But he was totally sure that they where flirting hard, it was very obvious. But his anger had an underlying origin, and this was his chance to find out answers so He pushed Phiiah out of the way and said

"Nigga...Don't say shit else to my wife! Nothing! Either respect that or get disrespected!" Then he waited for a response. He knew from that response he would be able to judge how far things had gone between Phiiah and him. Gerald smiled, licked his lips and look back at his friends before saying

"Nigga, you betta tell that shit to her, you don't run me! I'll do what the fuck I want to do! Now gone on before I hurt your feelings!"

 Once again Dominic twists his head. "Hurt my feelings?" He says sarcastically "Please do, please Hurt my feelings nigga, cuz now you gonna have too!" And he begins to close distance on Gerald, holding his hand to his ear, gesturing him to continue. But Gerald only looks at Phiiah's face once, giving her that look like shits about to hit the fan, control your man. Then Dominic sets the wheels in motion when he says

"What? Hurt my feelings you bum ass nigga!" He was drawing closer until Gerald friends step in the way trying to calm the situation down but talking shit at the same time. That's when Gerald felt the need to display dominance in front of his friends and said

"Nigga, You the one who can't keep his household in order. As sexy as your wife is... you should be worrying about making her happy instead of sneaking up on her like a stalker. But now I see why she's unhappy when she comes here, after seeing you and thinking about to what she says about you.....shit, I'd be happy to get out that house too. But I bet she's real happy when she comes home!" he says smiling with his boys chuckling behind with him and giving him dap.

         Dominic pauses for a split second to recap what he just said. His heart rate increasing as the realization of the fact that apparently this wasn't there first engagement and things must have gone a lot deeper if this nigga was checking him about what went on in his household. A split second to realize the it was possible that this nigga had been trying to fuck his wife or had been fucking his wife. A split second to think about all the nights she came home and went straight to bed, all the days he spent masturbating in frustration and couldn't sleep because the woman he loved was always on his mind. His muscles were now fully tensed...and in that split second.... he reacted.

                                 The thoughts sent him into a jealous rage and he attacked. He lashed out and released all of his repressed anger on Gerald. The first blow struck Gerald so fast no one had time to react. Dominic punched Gerald square in the nose and Phiiah could only sit with her hands over her mouth in fear and watch as a full out brawl erupted right there in the gym hallway. She could only imagine what was next to come.


     


This Song is the emotional link to this post.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8KcdZZnBfRA&index=33&list=PLKnBr1WV4KS30xfSPlesjngbjJneFtVQB