Nine Crimes

Chapter Five: Pissy

Nine Crimes Chapter Five

The weekend flies by before I know it, though like I assumed it was hell. I kept torturing myself with images of Kate and the man she was cheating with. I couldn't help but wonder if he looked like me. I couldn't help but wonder if he could please her like I did.

Hell I kept wondering this into Monday as well. Taylor was back in the studio and he and Isaac were too busy in their own little conversations to notice me drifting off and getting lost in my thoughts.

Besides thoughts of Kate, my mind also drifted to Natalie and every time they did a part of me felt guilty being in the same room as Taylor when I thought of his wife and all the things I would want to do to her when I saw her again. Yes, I was a bad brother and an equally worse husband.

I have also deduced I was a hypocrite for being mad at Kate for doing exactly what I was doing now. Though seeing as our sex stopped before I had started cheating, she has been cheating way longer than me.

"Earth to Zac," Taylor's voice breaks through my thoughts and I turn to look into his eyes. He looks so innocent but I know he hasn't been innocent for ages.

I raise an eyebrow, "Yeah?" I ask wondering why he is interrupting my own internal conflicts.

"It's time to go home," he smiles and I just nod, shutting down my computer. "I'm kind of relieved to be getting home to Natalie."

"Bad weekend with Nikki?" I ask him as I stand up once my computer has shut down. I'm really dreading going home to my own wife. I don't want to face her knowing that she is cheating on me. How do I pretend that I haven't caught her in a lie?

Taylor shrugs and runs a hand through his hair, "No, I just think Natalie is cheating on me."

At his words, I feel my heart stop and I really hope my face doesn't betray me and give me away. "Oh?" I muse willing myself not to squeak.

"She's done it before. After she found out you caught me with Carrick. She started sleeping with Muff. I caught them in our bed when I came home to surprise her. She is just, sort of acting like she did then. She is not bugging me for sex like she normally does," Taylor informs me and I feel sick at the knowledge of knowing Natalie fucked around with that fucking tattooed ginger.

"Muff?" I ask wanting to make sure I have heard my brother right.

Taylor nods and makes a disgusting face, "I don't know want she saw in him," he mutters as he leaves the office and I follow behind him. "She even said he couldn't really satisfy her."

I smirk at Taylor's last words and look away from him. I really think I am satisfying her. At least I hope I am anyway. "Why do you two even stay together?" I ponder out loud as we go outside. "I mean you have both fucked around on each other?"

"Because in some weird and sick way we still love each other," Taylor answers me. "She told me after I caught her with Muff that she loves me but she also liked being able to mess around. That if she were to do it again the guy would mean nothing to her because her heart will always be with me."

I just shrug and walk to my truck. "You guys are seriously just one messed up couple but whatever works," I mutter as I get in and slam the door. I'm not sure why his words have stung me so much but they have. "Get your shit together," I tell myself as I pull out of my parking space and head home to my wife. Now I have to pretend like things are good. That she is the saint she makes herself out to be.

Arriving home, I park my truck and get out, heading inside, "Katie?!" I call out wondering if she is home yet. I hope she is because I am sure the kids would be driving my mom crazy by now.