The Affair

I Mean It

(At home with Brittany)

Brittany:(Walks in)Sam

Sam:(Sitting at the table)

Brittany:(Sees him)Sam-

Sam:I thought we had a date

Brittany:We did and I'm sorry but we were having drinks and I lost track of time

Sam:We?

Brittany:Santana got huge news so she took everyone out for drinks

Sam:So now Santana comes first

Brittany:(Sighs)

Sam:I had huge news to

Brittany:(Looks at him)What

Sam:I wanted to tell you at dinner but you never showed...I'm leaving tomorrow

Brittany:(Surprised)But I th-

Sam:They want me now plus it pays more if I go earlier

Brittany:Sam I'm so sorry

Sam:Me to

Brittany:(Confused)Why

Sam:(Stands up)Because my wife can't seem to keep her legs closed and have dinner with me

Brittany:(Shocked)Excuse me

Sam:(Feels bad)

Brittany:(Upset)Fuck you Sam(walks upstairs)

Sam:(Follows her)Brittany you can't be mad at me you did this you are the one who just had to fuck your boss

Brittany:(Turns and slaps him)Don't you dare blame me for anything that has happened

Sam:(Holds his cheek)Why not

Brittany:Sam you are never home never and when you are you never wanna do anything

Sam:So you go and fuck your boss

Brittany:You know Santana pays attention to me even in the middle of her busy ass schedule she makes time for me

Sam:She's your boss she gets to see you every day which gives her more to time to fuck you where as I work away from you so I can't see you all the time

Brittany:(Looks at Sam)Your an asshole(goes to her drawer)

Sam:What should I be ok with my wife acting like a slut(covers his mouth)

Brittany:(Runs her fingers through her hair)What did you just say

Sam:Brittany I'm sorry

Brittany:(Grabs a bag and starts putting clothes in it)

Sam:What are you doing

Brittany:(Packs her stuff)

Sam:Brittany I didn't mean that I'm so sorry

Brittany:Sam you meant every fucking word and I'm not that pissed because it makes it easier to say this

Sam:Say what

Brittany:(Zips up her bag)I want a divorce

Sam:(Shocked)

Brittany:(Picks up her bag and walks downstairs)

Sam:(Follows)Brittany you don't mean that

Brittany:Just like you I mean every word(grabs her keys)I want a divorce(leaves)

Sam:(Follows)

Brittany:(Puts the bag in her car)

Sam:Where are you going