For the next twenty-four hours Fiona didn't leave the couch. She just waited and waited until John arrived home, if he ever did decide to come back.

Everything still felt numb. Fiona loved her husband, she loved loving him. It was all over now. He was unfaithful to her. He promised to love her and he broke that promise.

Fiona sat on the couch in anger. She had no more tears left. Her rage had started to take over.

//-//

After hours Fiona finally got off the couch and immediately went to her and John's master bedroom. She walked into his closet and began taking everything out of it. She carried piles of clothes onto the lawn in the back yard. She did this for hours until everything of his was in a giant pile.

Fiona stared at all of this belongings and laughed.

"Fuck you." Fiona raises her hand and everything goes into flames. A small grin appeared on her face and she was satisfied.  She watched the fire grow bigger and bigger.
She also had all of John's awards from the recording studio and trophies from golf. She took a bat to each and every one of them until all that was left was small shattered pieces everywhere.

She brushed off her hands then went back into her home as if nothing was wrong. She was able to blow off some team and just calm down.

Though John was suppose to arrive home in two days, Fiona knew he'd come running home. So, she prepared a large dinner for him.

//-//

John was always scared of Fiona. He knew that no matter what, she was stronger then him. He had left Cabo two days early. When Gary left he had a feeling that he had first ran to Jessica. He didn't know if Fiona knew about the affair or not. He planned to leave her, he just didn't know when or how. He wanted to wait.

John arrived home late at night. He pulled into his driveway and all of the lights were on. Fiona's car was in the driveway.

He stepped out of his taxi and his heart began to race as he took small steps to his front door. He grabbed his keys and hoped the locks weren't changed, and they weren't. His heart slowly began to calm down when he walked inside to a clean home.

Fiona was no where to be seen.

"Fiona? Honey?" He says softly peaking through the different rooms in the home.

"John? Is that you? I'm in here!" She yells from the kitchen

"I'm home early." He says sliding off his shoes.

John walked into the kitchen and saw Fiona sitting at the table with dinner ready to be eaten for one.

Fiona wanted to act as if she knew nothing until she The time was right to confront him.

Fiona struggled to get out of her seat so John rushed to her side and kissed her cheek.

"You're home, early." She smiles

"I needed to come home." He says nervously

Fiona holds out her hand so he could help her up.

"You must be starving, my love. Come sit in my seat and eat." She says

"No, you..."

"John, just sit." She says sitting next to him.

John slowly sits in Fiona's previous seat and looks down at the meal that waited for him.

"This looks delicious." He says taking a bite

Fiona grins then takes his hand.

"Why did you come home so early?" Fiona's plan was to play dumb. She only hoped John would come clean.

"I just missed you. Cabo didn't feel the same without you." He says sincerely

Fiona was dying inside. She knew he was handing her bullshit. She just tried to keep her cool and let her act go on.

"Well, isn't that nice." She says wiping her hands on her towel.

John felt a lot more relieved. Knowing Fiona, he knew that if she knew about the affair he wouldn't be eating a nice dinner. He would be kicked out onto the street. He did notice that Fiona was acting off. She was a lot more touchy-feely. He liked it.

"You know, I've been lonely with you..." She whispers

"I'm here now." He says

Fiona nods then sits up from her chair. She slowly walks towards John and he pulls out his chair from the table.

Fiona puts her hand on his cheek and slowly sits down on his lap, pressing her body onto his.

"I missed you." He mumbles

He puts his hands on her sides and kisses her neck.

Before he could go any further Fiona breaks away from him.

She stares into John's eyes with a blank face. He raises his eyebrows in confusion.

"Fiona..."

Fiona then holds up both of her hands and wraps them around his neck. With all of her might she begins to strangle him.

Fiona holds him down with her weight and he begins to panic throwing his arms around in the chair.

"Fiona!" He whispers, gasping for air.

"How dare you break my heart like this! You were suppose to love me, not her!" She screams

"Please, Fiona!" His face slowly begins to change color and his eyes water.

Fiona removes her hands and gets off of him. He hunches over and tries to catch his breath.

"You're lucky I didn't kill you, bastard!" She says

He looks up at her holding his neck in pain. "You're crazy! I'm leaving!" John darts up from his chair and runs into his room.

Fiona slowly follows John into the room.

She finds him standing in his empty closet, speechless.

"You bitch! Where are my clothes!" He says scurrying around the room. He wanted to get out of the house as soon as he could, because he knew he'd never be able to come back and if he didn't leave, she'd kill him.

Fiona grins and walks over to a door in her room that was connected to the back lawn. She slides open the curtains and John sees the fire.

"Oh look! I found them." She laughs

John runs to to door pushing Fiona out of the way. He slides it open and runs to the fire that was slowly dying down.

"How could you do this!" He says

Then John hears a crunching noise under his feet. He looks down at sees his trophies scattered, everywhere.

He kneels down and tries to put it back together.

Fiona stood with her arms crossed, watching John break down.

"Why did you do this?"

"Why did you sleep with her?" She responds

John didn't know how to respond. He was so angry. He stood up and darted towards Jessica. They both wanted to kill each other.

Fiona knew that he was going to hurt her. She stopped him quickly and he fell back onto the ground.

He hissed in pain. Fiona walked over to him and stood over top of him.

"Now, get your empty bags and leave. Don't ever come back, or I will kill you."

//-//