Later on that day, probably 2 hours after I reluctantly left, she messaged me. She apologized for me seeing that. I told her that she had nothing to apologize for, but that it would be hard for me to come.to her house without knocking her sexual predator husband out and kicking him until he had brain damage. I suspect he already does anyway, he is kind of a moron. She pleaded with me not to.stop coming, so I asked her why. She said "because what you said that night in the kitchen, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since." Seeing those words on my screen made my heart jump. Was this for real? I didn't acknowledge it. I asked her if she was ok, she said she was, and that she was used to it. USED TO IT?! "So this has happened before?" I angrily typed. I received nothing but dots as a response. She would go on to tell me that it had in fact happened before. several times in fact. I asked her if it was only something that he did while drunk. She said no. So many feelings started to run through me. Anger, hurt, disbelief. This is a guy that I have been friends with for 14÷ years and he's been raping his fucking wife? The mother of his children? My phone going off shook me from my thoughts. The message read "Are you coming over today?" I told her that I would, but that it was going to take everything I had not to pound that piece of filth into paste. She begged me not to do anything that would cause him to stop me from going there. I was shaking, my mouth was dry, I was in shock. I told her that I would try my best.
Later that day Gump texted me and asked if I wanted to come over to hang out. Just the sight of his name on my phone made my blood boil. I couldn't even imagine what I was going to feel like when I actually saw his disgusting face. Wanting to see Ann, I told him that I would be over shortly. He told me to bring my wine. Ooooh boy! So now I was going to be drinking. This is going to be fun! I thought. I already wanted to choke him until he turned blue, drinking would make that more likely. I decided that I was ok with that and agreed to bring a bottle of...