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As you approached the home you shared with your husband, you felt like vomiting. Telling him you wanted a divorce and dealing with the consequences afterward looked so much better in your head.
Satoru and Suguru were parked on the street, waiting for your return to come home with them for the night after you dropped this atomic bomb on your life.
‘’Hi, love! Have fun with Satoru and Suguru?’’ Your husband’s voice echoed through the home as soon as you opened the door. You nearly winced at his cheery tone, replaying in your mind how you were pressed between them not too long ago and had the sore, throbbing ache between your thighs as a constant reminder.
‘’Yeah...we went to the fair and...’’ Your voice trailed off into a whisper. You couldn’t feign a conversation as you approached the living room, your husband looking up at you with a soft smile from his phone.
His smile soon fell, though. ‘’What’s wrong? You look like you saw someone die.’’
You sat down next to him, folding your hands in your lap. You wanted to speak, you needed to speak, but it felt like your words were being forcibly held in your throat.
‘’Honey, what? Something happen at the fair...or between you and your friends?’’ Your husband sat his phone down, eyebrows furrowing with worry as he turned fully to face you. You snapped your eyes away from his as they met yours, the feeling to vomit coming on strong now...
‘’You know...I...I don’t know, but every time you come home from being with Satoru and Suguru, you act different. Like this, but not as severe as right now. If they’re mistreating you...’’
Say it.
‘’..being mean to you or something...’’
Say it.
‘’..I know it’s been the three of you for the past 10 years, but..’’
Say it.
‘’...maybe it’s time to reconsider the friendship if it makes you feel-’’
SAY IT. ‘’I want a divorce.’’
Your husband continued to talk as if you didn’t say anything, only briefly though. As if it took his brain time to compute what the hell you had just said to him. It was then that he paused mid- sentence, laughed softly, and said, ‘’What?’’
You smacked your hands down on your thighs. ‘’A-a divorce. I would like one. No, I need one.’’
‘’ Why ?’’ Just one word he spoke, and his tone was soul-crushing. ‘’Wait, why ? Did I do something? Is it...’’ He sighed. You could tell he was holding back tears. ‘’Is it the sex? I’m sorry...you know, um, we can get counseling if it’s to the point that you want a divorce. I’m sorry...’’ His hands reached out to hold yours that were firmly planted on your lap. ‘’I’m sorry. But, please, we can work on this. Please, don’t give up on me yet...’’
God. Why. Why? Why did you agree to marry this man? It felt like you were stomping his spirit into the ground, digging your heel into it for good measure. You squeezed your hands together. ‘’It..is not you.’’ You raised your head and actually gagged at his expression–not that it was disgusting, but to see someone look so distraught from your actions. ‘’It’s me.’’ For some reason, you began to smile. Was it because you thought what you were doing was so bad to the point it was comical? Perhaps. ‘’I have been...you know, Satoru, Suguru, and I..it..’’ How could you tell someone that you’d been fucking your best friends for the better half of 10 years and realized that you loved them? There was no fucking handbook on this. So, you continued to stumble on your words, trying to find some semblance of an appropriate set of words to string along.
Until your husband said, ‘’You...Satoru...and Suguru. Yeah. I know.’’
Now you were the one who kept talking as if he didn’t say anything, your brain computing what he had just said. Finally, it caught up with your mouth and you paused mid-sentence...if what you were saying could even be considered that.
Your husband slowly nodded at you, sniffling softly, eyes glazed over with an almost sleepy sense of calmness. He sighed. ‘’My wife and her two best friends. I’ll never forget how the two of them gave me the third degree before our first date. I thought they were just being assholes, but no... they truly care for you. Deeply. Strongly . And you the same for them. What else...’’ He paused. ‘’...what else could happen after 10 years of friendship? The fact that it’s only been the three of you since high school...’’ He shrugged and laughed a little. ‘’It’s not rocket science. They never dated since then, you never dated since then. And here I came along, stealing their girl from them.’’
You didn’t know what to say. Again, there was no handbook or references for this. So, you decided to speak from your heart. ‘’So, you’re saying that–that you know?’’
He nodded slowly, his body now matching the calmness in his eyes. Too relaxed for your liking, considering the sheer weight of this conversation. ‘’I’d wager high school was when this...this whole thing between the three of you began. Right?’’
You slowly nodded. ‘’But, um, the four years we dated...it stopped. Completely.’’ As if that were supposed to make this blow any softer.
‘’So, when did it start up again? Oh.’’ He smacked his thigh as if he were recalling a memory. ‘’Our wedding day. I figured so. You were acting how you’re acting now.’’ He rested his head on his hand. ‘’So. I know. I know what you do with them when you go out. I just assumed we were gonna go the route of not addressing the elephant in the room. But, even with knowing all of this...’’ He moved to hold your hands once again. ‘’I don’t want to divorce you. I married you knowing this. But, I...I love you so much, sweetie. And, I guess...I guess I’m okay with it because, you know, at least it’s with your best friends you’ve known for so long. And it’s not like it’s a new thing between the three of you. I only have one rule. And you’ve never broken it.’’
‘’What’s that?’’
He squeezed your hands and smiled softly, his eyes full of love. ‘’Always come home to me. You have your fun with Satoru and Suguru. But, just come home to me when the fun ends. As long you keep doing that, there’s no issue.’’
You stared past your husband. You may have dropped an atomic bomb, but he just blew up the entire planet. So many emotions were bouncing around your head–confusion, sorrow, happiness, disgust, fear...
which one would take the forefront of the words you spoke next?
‘’Honestly, love.’’ His hands let go of yours, moving to your thighs. ‘’It really...it really fucking turns me on to think about the two of them taking turns with you.’’
Scratch that. He didn’t just blow up the entire planet. He was aiming for the entire galaxy now.
You couldn’t move. It was too much going on in your brain for you to think, talk, and move.
Your husband’s hands moved to your inner thighs, pushing them open as he advanced on you. ‘’I see the way you walk when you get home from being with them. I smell it on you. They’re really rough with you, huh? No wonder you have nothing left for me. As long as my baby is satisfied.’’
Your brain managed to spare a few neurons for you to push back on your husband’s chest and
finally speak. ‘’No...I...no. I can’t do this right now.’’ You shot up from the couch and booked it into the hallway bathroom. You leaned over the counter, vision slightly blurry. Your legs then began to feel like jelly, so you sat on the floor. This was all feeling way too surreal for your liking.
‘’ Go home. Not coming with you two. Good night. ’’ you sent the text off to Suguru, turning off your phone for the multiple phone calls you knew were to follow that text.
You just needed to be alone. You just needed silence. The thoughts in your head were so, so loud right now. Tears blurred your vision.
What were you supposed to do now?