Whores & Wives XII

Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI "She’s the kind of woman who always covers her tracks. Trust me, she’s cooking up something in retaliation right now, I can feel it. I don’t know what it is, but I know she won’t stop until she makes … Continue reading Whores & Wives XII

Whores & Wives [VII]

“So, you're saying you...weren't...having an affair with Barnard?” “…I wasn’t.”  "...and your twin sister, whom you don't know, was?" "Yes...I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. I can give you here information and everything. You can even check with the hotel. We made such a scene, I know someone saw us."  "...I'll verify your story." I could tell she didn't believe a word I was saying. "But...in the meantime, maybe you can help me clear up something else."  I shifted in my seat and narrowed my eyes. I'd been here long enough and wasn't in the mood to play games.  "Look, whatever you need to know just ask. I have nothing to hide. I told you that." “Have you ever had an affair with Carmen?” “WHAT?" I sat up in my chair, "Why would you ask me that?” "Because I need to know" “You’re avoiding the question, have you…or have you not had an affair with Carmen?” “No.” “No, you’re not having an affair right now…or no you’ve never had an affair?” “We’ve never had an affair.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure," I responded, indignant. "I think I know who I’ve been with.”  I stared her in the eye, attempting to sell my truth. She wasn't buying.  “Well, see…that’s where things get sticky. Maybe your memory has failed you?” She opened the folder on the table, pulled out several papers, and shoved them in my face.

Whores & Wives [VI]

“Open the door, Barnard.” I demanded, calmly, my eyes on still on the bimbo. “Amya, get away from my car, okay. All of this is your fault anyway. Just get the fuck away from my car!” He yelled and pushed me out the way. Startled by the push, and his comment, I stumbled and hit the ground. Barnard opened the driver’s side door and climbed inside. Pain shot through my arm when I pushed myself up off the ground, but didn’t have time to think about it. “What the hell do you mean this is my fault, Barnard? How do I have anything to do with any of this?” Barnard looked at me as if I were the crazy one. I could tell he was sincerely shocked by my statement, and that puzzled me even more. “You’re really going to act like I don’t know Mya?” He cocked his head to the side and threw me a quizzical look. “So…you’re still going to play this game, huh?” “What game?" I asked, enormously confused. "What are you talking about, Barnard?” “Are you fucking kidding me? You’re really serious right now, huh?” He put his hands on his head in amazement and let out a hysterical laugh. “You bitches been playing me from day one and you want to act like you don’t know?” “Playing you?” I was genuinely confused. “Barnard, why can’t you ever take responsibility for anything you’ve done …why is it always---” I was starting to sound like Derrick Michael when Barnard cut me off, his voice loud enough to wake the neighborhood. “So you really going to stand in my face and act like you’ve not been fucking my wife our entire marriage, Amya?”

Whores & Wives by Trista Daniell

Whores & Wives [V]

Previous Installments: I, II, III, IV I pulled into my driveway to find my husband waiting for me on the porch.  He stood, pacing; his cell phone in one hand and a coffee mug in the other. This wasn’t a good sign. When he was extremely pissed, he’d sit outside and sip a cup of … Continue reading Whores & Wives [V]

Whores & Wives [III]

[Before you begin, please take a moment to read chapters one & two if you have not already. ] “You’d have to understand my mother to understand why I’m not upset by this. I expect these things from her.” “You don’t have to explain yourself, Amya. However, you feel is perfectly fine. I am here … Continue reading Whores & Wives [III]

Whores & Wives [II]

Read the first installment here. “I can’t believe we’re sitting out here like idiots. Why can’t we wait in the lobby?” “BECAUSE, this is a boutique hotel; the lobby isn’t big enough that I’m sure we won’t be seen, and the bar is too far to see them come in.” We were staked out in … Continue reading Whores & Wives [II]

A Love Story x11

 I strayed often, but I always went back. Except, 
this time when I returned to reclaim 
my love she laughed - hysterically!  and responded 
with disgust,  
"Stop expecting good women 
to pick up the pieces of your broken heart."

 ... ...and I never had the pleasure of loving her again. Love. -Trista Daniell @EnTheosTR (T) @Trista.Daniell (IG) … Continue reading A Love Story x11

The Unexpected Proposition Pt. IX

I should’ve listened to Sidney. I shouldn’t have come here. I tapped my first pair of ‘Red Bottoms’, courtesy of you-know-who, against the carpet. My eyes surveyed the dimly lit room, different hues of purple linens draped the walls, over-sized arm chairs sat next to small tables in the four corners. A few matching couches … Continue reading The Unexpected Proposition Pt. IX

The Unexpected Proposition Pt VI

Read Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V “Why do you have a gun?” I asked later that evening as Tanya served me a bowl of leftover soup while I recovered in bed. “Don’t worry about that, just be glad I do,” She sat down on the bed next to me and … Continue reading The Unexpected Proposition Pt VI