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Check Mate

Chloe thought she’s going out of her mind. She lives alone, but every time she wakes up, something in the house is moved to a different spot. First it was a chair she placed in the corner, that was mysteriously at the dinette table. Next, it was the pitcher of water she keeps in the refrigerator, suddenly is sitting on the counter top. Chloe walks around her house and checks all the locks and doors. Only her mom and sister have a key to her house and they wouldn’t do this to her. She changed the keys to the house after she separated from her husband six months ago. He’s in a relationship with someone, so why would he care about torturing her? Chloe called a friend over. They’re having tea.

“I can’t take this anymore,” Chloe complains.

“Chlo, you know who it is. It’s always the most obvious person.”

“Why would Calvin do this? He’s supposed to be in love with some chick.”

“Whether that’s true or not, it doesn’t mean he’s over you, or wants you to be happy.”

“Should I call him?”

“No.” Jackie shakes her head. “If he did this, he’s crazy, and you can’t reason with crazy. Change the garage door key that leads to the house. It’s the only key he has.”

Later that day, Chloe had a locksmith change the garage door lock. That night she checked all the locks, windows and doors. She slept peacefully. She woke up the next day and got ready for work. Everything in the house was in its proper place and she smiled. She went outside and saw all four tires on her car were slashed.

Chloe gasps, “Dammit!”

Chloe pulls out her cellphone and calls a tow truck and a cab. She wasn’t taking a day off to deal with personal mess. She calls Calvin. His voicemail comes on.

“Calvin, call me asap.” Chloe exhales deeply. She didn’t want to talk to his answering service.

Later, Chloe is at work sitting at her desk typing. She’s trying not to focus on what’s been happening at home. She doesn’t want to worry her mom either. Just then, Calvin shows up at her job.

Chloe looks up and sees Calvin walking her way, and the air leaves her body. She stands up as he approaches.

“Calvin.” Chloe says through gritted teeth. “What are you doing here?”

“Well you keep calling me, wanting to talk all of the sudden.” Calvin says loud and rude.

Chloe’s cubical neighbor swivels her chair around, having her back face them.

“I called you once and,” Chloe bobs her head to the right. “We can talk outside.”

Chloe walks from around her desk and grabs Calvin’s arm to guide him outside, but he yanks his arm away.

“I’m not going anywhere. I don’t care about your bougie co-workers.”

“Calvin!” Chloe looks around embarrassed. “You flatten my tires and you’ve been harassing me.”

Calvin’s eyes are full of hate. “So. You changed the garage door key, leaving me no access to my house?”

“You weren’t supposed to be in the house. Why were you coming in at night moving things around? Don’t you have your own life?” Chloe’s eyes are burning. The warmth causes them to water.

“So you get the house, spousal support, and you think I’m partying it up? I’m broke, living in a one-bedroom apartment!”

“Leave Calvin, please.”

Calvin shakes his head. “No. You’re stuck with me.  You can divorce me, but you can’t keep me away from our child in three months.”

“Calvin, do I look six months pregnant?” Chloe whispers, “I lost the baby three months ago, but you were impossible to deal with then. I couldn’t call you.”

Calvin is stunned.

“Lost? How?” Calvin’s eyes narrowed. “You killed the baby bitch. Just like you killed our marriage.”

Chloe shakes her head. The security guards came, grabbing Calvin by surprise, and they drag him out.  Calvin tries to fight, but the two guards are a lot bigger than him. One of her co-workers, who was hiding the whole time, comes out and she rubs Chloe’s shoulders. Chloe is pissed he showed his ass at her job, and that is why she aborted the pregnancy. She didn’t want to co-parent with his crazy ass.

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Hot Jaded Mess

Diane was nervous, but her boring life made her venture out for some excitement. Chatting online under the name hotnjaded0412 helped her realize she had fantasies she wanted to fulfill. She decided to meet up with love3x and her boyfriend to see what they can get into. Diane put on a sexy, tight, romper and high heels. She jumped in an Uber and headed to a social pub. She thought a public place would be safe option for a first-time meeting.

Diane sat at the bar.  She waves at the bartender. “Can I get a vodka and cranberry?”

She checks her phone for texts. A wave of fear comes over her and she thinks what the hell am I doing? I should leave. Then she remembers how she has her shower head working overtime, so she needs to calm down and order another drink.

A below average looking guy walks up to Diane. She pretends she doesn’t see him.

“How are you today?” He attempts a smile.

Diane looks him up and down with disdain.

“I’m waiting on some people, and they’ll be here any minute.” Diane turns her back on him and takes a sip of her drink.

“I didn’t mean to disturb you, maybe…”

“No thanks to whatever it is.” Diane states bluntly. “You seem like a nice guy, but you’re not my type.”

“Not hot enough, eh?”

“Not for me, sorry.”

“Well you weren’t hot enough for that couple you were meeting, so they thought I should come over here and talk to you, because you were in desperate need to get laid. They left.”

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Partner in Crime

Our plan was solid… well executed, but a weak link left a loose end to tie up. It’s supposed to be an even split, but I’m always left fixing shit. He has his strengths, but I haven’t seen them in so long, I forgot what they are. I swear, if he comes over smiling as if “we” did it, I will slap him senseless. He’s making jokes with the host, while I’m cleaning up his mess.

Once, about three years ago, I had to drive 100 miles to get him out of trouble. He calls me the fixer as a joke, but I’m not laughing.

Not that he’s never said, “You are the reason we work.” But that gets old after a while.

On one mission, I flew solo. He supported me however he could, but we were both congratulated. Since I’m the only one who can have a baby, I should let that one go.

But that’s how it is in our marriage.