the wrong kind of love #27

Chapter 27After a hard days work, Mandy went home and tidied up the house a bit. When she finally finished that, she sat with her feet up on the coffee table and watched telly. She then heard the front door opening and then closing. She put her feet down and lay down on the sofa.“Hey love. Only me!” called out Nicky.Mandy grinned and sat seductively on the sofa, hitching her skirt up slightly and rubbing her tanned thighs smoothly. She heard him coming in and licked her lips, “Hey lover! How about you give your darling wife some…” she stopped talking when she saw 4 faces staring back at her. She blushed and quickly smoothes her skirt down, sitting up straight, “Loving!” she finally added at the end of the sentence. She looked away and hoped the ground would swallow her up some time soon.“Erm, I just brought these guys over to review some files. Hope that’s ok!” he grimaced, looking uncomfortable.Mandy swallowed and nodded, “That’s fine. Yeah, no problem. I’ll just put the kettle on!”Nicky smiled and gave her a quick peck on the lips, “Thanks love!”“Are you hungry? Shall I make you all something to eat?” she offered.“Oh no. Don’t go into any trouble Mrs Byrne. We’re fine!” smiled Charlie.“Yeah don’t worry about it. We’ll pick something later on the way home!” smiled Fiona.“It’s no bother at all. Really!” insisted Mandy.“Really. We’re fine. We just had some snacks on the way over!” smiled Ashley.Mandy nodded, “How many coffees and how many teas then?”Everyone gave her their orders and soon enough she set about making them. She then walked to the dining room and placed the tray on the table. Everyone got their mug and continued working. Mandy walked away and sighed. She was happy that at least Nicky was home this evening, but she was so looking forward to spending some time with him alone. Last night when he got back he was too tired, so they didn’t get any quality time together. She hoped that tonight would be the night. She relaxed on the sofa again when she heard the doorbell ringing. She sighed, walked to the door and opened it. She stared at the figure standing opposite her.“Brian! What are you doing here?” she gasped.“I just wanted to give you this…” he said, handing her an earring she left behind at his place the last time, “…and this!” he added, as he put both hands on her face and kissed her lips hard. Mandy stumbled back when he let go of her and just stared at him.“What do you think you are doing?” she hissed softly, so that Nicky wouldn’t hear them. She closed the door behind her and folded her arms against her chest.“I love you, Mandy!” he slurred in his drunken stupour.“Brian, you’re drunk. Go home!” she rolled her eyes.“I may be drunk!” he said, swaying on the spot, “I may be drunk my darling, but I do know what I am doing!”With that he let out a soft chuckle.Mandy sighed, “What do you want Brian?”“You!” he quickly answered, pointing at her and letting his finger land on her stomach. He grabbed her face again to kiss her, but Mandy pulled away quickly before he managed it. He smirked and stared at her.“Don’t!” she spat.“Why not?” he slurred, getting closer to her and stumbling every now and then.“You know why not!” she sighed.“Oh that’s right. Coz you’re married!” he huffed, rolling his eyes.Mandy sighed, “Just go home, Brian, and sleep it off!”“He doesn’t love you, you know?” he hissed.“Goodnight Brian! And take care!” she sighed, opening the door again and walking in. She closed the door, leaned against it and closed her eyes, banging her head back on it gently. She could still hear him.“He does not care about you. He couldn’t give 2 shits about you, Mandy! It’s not you he really loves!” he shouted.Mandy furiously turned around and opened the door, looking at him with fire spitting out of her eyes, “Just who do you think you are, coming to my house and telling me that my husband does not love me. I do not appreciate your concern, brain, so just fuck off!” she shouted.“And I do not appreciate you sleeping with me and then wanting nothing to do with me. Life goes on honey. Move on!” he grinned, letting out a loud burp.“Will you keep your voice down?” she hissed.“Ooooh he’s home, is he?” he smirked.Mandy just rolled her eyes.Brian cupped his hands over his mouth, “Nicky. Oh Nicky!” he shouted.“Brian, what are you doing?” she hissed.“Come out, come out wherever you are!” he ignored her.2 seconds later, Nicky appeared behind Mandy, “What’s going on? What’s all this noise?” he asked looking at Mandy.“Oh, he’s just lost and got the wrong door!” smiled Mandy. Brian gave her a look as he swayed about. Nicky just stared at Brian.“Don’t I know you?” he asked, raising a brow.“Nope!” grinned Brian daftly, “And I don’t want to know you, thanks!” he answered, pulling a face of disgust!“What number are you looking for? I mean, what house?” asked Nicky in a sigh.“I am looking for this house and I am looking for your wife, now fuck off will you?” he grinned.“What?” shrieked Nicky.“Brian!” sighed Mandy.Nicky looked at Mandy, “That’s Brian?”Mandy sighed and nodded, wishing she could just disappear.“Well, I’m sorry mate, but she’s my wife!” laughed Nicky.“Yeah, coz you really care about her!” mumbled Brian, rolling his eyes.“I’m sorry. What did you say?” asked Nicky, leaning closer to him.“Whatever!” shrugged Brian, “You don’t love her anyway!”Nicky almost choked, “Eh?”“You don’t love your wife. You don’t treat her with the respect she deserves!” he growled.“Brian, just stop that!” scolded Mandy.Brian looked at her and grinned and then looked at Nicky.“What is he on about?” he asked, looking at Mandy.“He’ just drunk babe. Pay no attention to him!” she growled, giving Brian an evil stare.Nicky looked at Brian, “Look mate. I suggest you go home before I call the police!” he grabbed his arm and started escorting him out. Brian violently shook his hand away, “I am not your mate, and let go of me, you arsehole!”Nicky grabbed Mandy’s hand, dragged her inside and closed the door. He then looked at her, “If he doesn’t leave, call the cops and have him removed!” he grunted, walking away. Mandy jumped when she heard banging on the door.“Mandy. Come back here!” he shouted, “Come out!”Mandy blocked his shouts and sat on the sofa, every now and then looking at the front door.“He doesn’t love you. Not like I do. Come here!” he continued yelling and banging on the door.Mandy sighed loudly and swayed back and forth,hoping he would get tired and leave. After a couple of minutes or more banging and yelling, Mandy saw Nicky marching in front of her.“For fucks sake, won’t he just fucking leave?” he shouted, furiously opening the door.“Ok, don’t say I didn’t warn you. I am calling the cops on you now!” he growled, picking the phone from the hall table.“Nicky!” gasped Mandy, running towards him.“I don’t give a fuck who you are calling. You are nothing but a big huge fucking dickhead who does not give a flying fuck about his wife!” snarled Brian.Nicky hung up the phone and banged it on the table. He left it there and walked closer to him, “What the fuck did you just call me?”Mandy ran towards Nicky and grabbed his arm, “Nicky no. Come back!”Nicky furiously broke away from her grip and looked menacingly at Brian.“You should listen to your wife, mate!” he grinned.Nicky looked at Mandy, “He called me a fucking dickhead Mandy. I am not putting up with that!” he shrieked.“He’s pissed Nicky. Just ignore him!” she soothes, rubbing his back.Nicky relaxed and took a step back.“Awww what’s the matter, dickhead? Won’t she let you out to play?” pouted Brian.Mandy and Nicky both looked at him, “Brian, stop winding him up and just go home will you?” she screamed.“And leave you alone with the dickhead? Not bloody likely. Why don’t you come with me? I can show you what a REAL man is like! I know what you want. I know what you like. He cannot give you what you want. I mean, he is not giving you any at all, is he?” he grinned.Nicky walked closer to him, “I am warning you!”“Oh you are, are you? And what are you gonna do? Call the cops and what then? Tell on me? You knob!” he grinned.Nicky pulled a face and punched Brian right on the jaw. Brian looked at him, shocked before he retaliated and punched Nicky back. Soon they were both in a scrambled heap on the lawn. Mandy hovered around them, not knowing what to do!“Nicky! Brian! Stop it!” she screamed.Nicky’s workmates came running out to see what all the fuss was about. Mandy almost cringed when she saw all the neighbours looking out of the windows. Never in her life had she been so embarrassed. She lived in a quiet, although nosy neighbourhood and she had never been the centre of attention since she moved in. She cringed at the thought of being the topic of conversation the next day in most of these surrounding houses.“Please. Do something!” begged Mandy to Nicky’s housemates.Ashley stepped in and grabbed Nicky, pulling him back inside, as Mandy stood in front of Brian. Brian panted, stared at Nicky and wiped the blood from his lip. Mandy saw his chest heaving as he panted heavily.“I’ll et you next time!” shouted Nicky, “I am not finished with you yet!”Ashley took him into the living room, out of sight while Mandy stayed outside. She kept staring at Brian furiously.“Mandy, please listen to me!” he started.Mandy folded her arms and just stared, too angry to speak for the fear of what would come out of her mouth.“I am sorry, but he hit me first. I wasn’t going to just take it!” he shook his head as he continued swaying.Unamused, Mandy turned around, walked back into the house. Giving Brian a very disapproving look, she closed the door to her house without uttering a single word. From the looks she had given him, he knew that she never wanted to speak to him or even see him again. He sighed, bowed his head down, kicked the lamppost in a temper and stormed off, stumbling all the way home!