Sunday, March 4, 2012

Semester 2! Journal 3

Stacy was at her job giving out paychecks, and noticed that David never picked his up. Being the good girlfriend that she is, she decided to deliver it to his house, hoping she'd receive a reward in return. She made sure to look her very best, because she would be surprising him. She had never been to his home, and she was excited after finding his address in a folder laid out on their bosses’ desk. She drove to his address and saw a gorgeous home that kept her amazed. Such a big house for only one person, she thought. Ding dong, the door rang as the kids came running down the stairs.

"Mommy, mommy, someone is at the door!” One of them said. Lauren walked toward the door and opened it to a stranger saying "Hello".

"Oh sorry, I think I have the wrong house. I was looking for David," Stacy said with a shocked face as she stared at the two children.

"Yes, my husband David is home. Honey! Someone is here for you!" Lauren shouted. David walked to the front door and looked at Stacy's wide eyes in shock. Stacy felt humiliated and shocked at the fact that David lied about being single this whole time. After he slammed the door, Lauren noticed and felt ashamed that her husband treated a guest so rudely. She got up, went back to the door quickly and called back to Stacy.

“Excuse me miss, is everything okay, would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?”

“No thanks, I’m fine. I’m clearly not wanted here!” she shouted angrily as she walked back to her car, not making eye contact. Stacy started to speed off. Shame and humiliation flushed her face. Lauren asked David, "Who was that?" David replied, "No one, don't worry about it!" Lauren didn’t buy it and started to yell at him.

“Kids, please go upstairs, your father and I have something very important to talk about." They were so startled at how dramatically their mother had changed, so they ran up the stairs in fear, not asking any questions.

“You better tell me what just happened, or you’ll be sorry”, she said with clenched fists.

“That woman is named Stacy. She works at my job, and I’ve been cheating on you” Lauren's face turned pale and her body started shaking. Lauren decided to head off to the office the next day. Lauren spotted Stacy at the reception desk. "You bitch!" she screamed, as her fist connected with Stacy's face. Stacy was shocked and horrified. It should be ME doing this to you, she thought to herself angrily. As Lauren turned and walked out, she saw David from the corner of her eye. "David!" she yelled. He didn't respond and looked away. How could he lead me on like that? Who does he think he is? Who does his wife think she is? Stacy waited until it was time for David to go home back to his family. She anxiously stayed twenty minutes after, making sure he wouldn’t stick around. At 5:45, she ran out of the building and into the hardware store. She bought a grill lighter and a gallon of gasoline. Should I go there now? She wondered to herself. It’s too early; I have to wait till they’re asleep. Driving anxiously to her house, she counted down the hours with a bottle of wine. At around 11 o’clock, she raced back to her car, stumbling violently. She got behind the driver’s seat, ready to visit him one last time. After the ride that seemed to last only a second, she finally pulled up in front of the house. She grabbed the gasoline and lighter and quietly picked at the lock of their house. She managed to get around the home, pouring a load of gasoline with every step. She gained the courage to set fire to everything, and ran out the house safely. Her eyes gleamed and a grin spread across her face until she could hear the squirming voices of the little children. They all tried to run outside, but couldn’t. They cried, begging Stacy for help, but she just stepped back, and ran away crying. I should’ve just told his wife that I didn’t know he was married.

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