Uh oh...Drabble bug has bit again. This is complete...19 chapters. I will post 3 today and then 10 tomorrow and the last 6 on Friday.

This has some mature content...Please be warned...no rape or graphic violence, but this is COMPLETELY different from anything else I have written.

Alternating POV's so pay attention

Be warned and hold on...

Melanie recommended a bullet proof vest...I hope it does not come to that.

I can't believe that this is my life.

When I was a child and thought about what lay ahead for me I never expected this.

He was perfect when we met.

The first day of college.

He was the quintessential jock.

The big man on campus.

And I was the shy little rich girl.

I soaked up the attention like a sponge.

I never looked anywhere else.

He was it.

The first man to show me any interest…

And I married him.

He suggested I forget about finishing my degree so I could stay home and play house.

I was waiting for him to mention children.

He never did.

He did not want them.

So we don't have them.

My arms ache with emptiness.

He suggested that I don't work.

So I don't.

Even though my hands are restless.

He handles the money.

My money.

I wanted him to sign a prenuptial agreement.

He refused.

He is never home anymore.

He goes to work.

He comes home late.

He doesn't touch me.

At all.

And I am fine with that.

But he is home early today.

"We are going to a party."

I'm excited.

I have not been out of the house except to go to the grocery store in nearly two years.

"Dress nice."


"Don't embarrass me."

Why would I embarrass you?

"Keep your mouth shut."

I hate it when he talks to me like this.

But I can't do anything about it.

We pull up to a beautiful blue house.

The driveway is lined with expensive cars.

I'm uncomfortable as we walk in.

He does not touch me.

The minute we are through the door he leaves me.

I know no one.

I walk over to one of the overstuffed couches in the living room and sit down.

A beautiful man sits on the other end of the couch.

"I'm Edward."

"I'm Isabella."

Those are the first words I have spoken to anyone except my husband in nearly a year.

They feel foreign on my tongue.

I'm not Isabella anymore.

I am Emmett's wife.

And that is it.

My identity is gone.

Emmett comes and stands next to me as the hostess holds up a big glass bowl filled with…


I'm confused.

"This is a key party Isabella." Emmett says.

What does that mean?

"So who wants to be the first lucky lady to pick a key?" The hostess says, smiling wide.

A key to what?

"Jesus Christ Isabella…just go pick a fucking key." Emmett says, shoving me off the cushions.

A key to what?

The hostess must see the confusion on my face and takes pity on me.

She is beautiful…

Just like everyone else here.

"Each man put his car keys in here. Which ever one you pick is who you go home with for the night." She says.


I turn around and look at my husband.

The man who promised to love and obey…

For better or worse.

He is not looking at me.

Instead he is staring at the statuesque blonde that is standing next to the beautiful man named Edward.

She is staring back at him…

Smiling at him…

A secret smile that says too much.

Suddenly I am furious.

This is not my life.

But apparently it is.

I reach my hand into the bowl and pick out a set of sleek sliver keys.

My hand shakes and the keys hit against each other.

I hear someone clear their throat from behind me.

It's the beautiful man…


He grabs my hand…

The hand with the keys…

And takes them from me and puts them in his pocket.

Then he grabs my hand again and without a backwards glance pulls me from the room…

And out the door…

And into a fancy black car.

A Mercedes.

He holds the door open for me and I slide into the passenger seat.

I am numb.

My husband just watched me leave with another man.

He will be leaving with another woman.

And this is what he wants.

How long will this last?

The night?

Am I going to have sex with this man?


Emmett has not touched me in three years.

I have never had an orgasm.

The car starts and we are off.


I don't know.

But suddenly I am not so sad that this is my life.

Uh oh... Two more today!