A Weird Dream

*I am pointing out that this is fiction. None of this happened, it is in fact a weird dream.

Is it cheating if he is abusive? It wasn't supposed to happen. Mark was staying with the kids and I. Jerry was gone for months at a time for work. We met Mark a few years ago. He has seen the changes in Jerry. We grew close, I suppose.

While Jerry was gone this time, we were hanging out and the kids were inside. I was stressed because Jerry was coming home in a few days. Mark didn't hesitate. He pulled me in close and kissed me. I pushed away. Confusion in my heart set on. Fear washed over me as well.

He pulled me in and kissed me again. He kissed me and held me until I stopped fighting it. I really liked that he cared. But fear of Jerry finding out was still there. I felt a dizziness and butterflies, something I hadn't felt in a long time. After he pulled away, I heard the door close.

I walked over to the door, opened it and saw my ten year old. I explained to him that he couldn't tell his dad. Mommy and daddy were going through a hard time and not to worry. He agreed to stay quiet. I felt bad about it.

A few days later, Jerry was home and pissed about something from work. I felt the bliss from Mark, but still felt bad. Mark knew I was going to tell Jerry. The kids were in the other part of the kitchen. I told Jerry what happened. Exactly what happened. It pissed him off more. Jerry walked over to the kids. While he was yelling at me, he stabbed our three kids. Mark was holding me back as I screamed for my kids.

Mark yelled at Jerry for what he did. He told Jerry he was going to make sure he was locked up. Jerry demanded Mark to explain why he kissed me. Mark said only three words. I saved her, I saved her. Then the kids took there last breath. Jerry ran. I collapsed to the floor, crying. Mark called 911 while he held me, trying to comfort me.