Sitting on the plane, I was still second-guessing my decision. I looked at our son as he slept next to me and then, I heard his phone ringing. I got it from his bag and Gavin's number flashed across the screen. I declined the call and opened his phone only to see the tracker app open and there is Gavin's pin in the airport where our plane was about to take off. I deleted the app and turn off ZG's phone. I took a deep breath as the plane started moving. My mind is still wandering in different possibilities and decisions that I could have made. Should I have just stayed and let him explain? Should I just forgive him? Maybe, they're right. Maybe it was just a misunderstanding. If it was, does it justify why he lied to me for months? After a twenty-three-hour flight, me and my son arrived somewhere that I have only gone on vacations for the past years, here I am now, thinking of building a new home here with just me and my son. Because of my impulsive decisions I came here with no plan
Two years passed and I could say that I'm fine. I'm currently living abroad with my two kids, away from all the stress, drama, and heartache. At first, it was a struggle, starting a new life in a different place, with my four-year-old son and pregnant with my then unborn child. I haven't heard anything from Gavin since my mom gave him the divorce papers. Mom said that she left the divorce papers with him and Gavin told him that he would take care of it. I know I was petty, but I just couldn't think of anything else to stop the pain that I was feeling other than running away from him. A lot of people were against me leaving. They told me that I was just running away from my problems, but I was determined to leave and put all the pain behind me. I just wanted to forget about all the heartache and move on with my life, and that is what I did. The first year proved that it was going to be difficult raising my children alone, but I had to do it. Zia was a bit easier to handle since she w
The day finally came and I could see that both ZG and Zia are really excited for the party. It’s going to be a small party with ZG’s schoolmates. It’s starting in thirty minutes and everything is in place, the only trouble was the clown that my mom hired. He hasn’t arrived yet. I stood there at the entrance of the venue carrying Zia, but not a sign of him. I’m seriously getting worried and ZG have been asking me about the clown every five minutes and I don’t know what to tell him. My mom didn’t give me and contact information for the clown, so I decided to call her. Her phone kept on ringing but she wasn’t picking up her phone. I then felt a tap on my shoulder and when I turned around the clown wearing a bright blue and yellow outfit with red hair and red nose was behind me. “Oh. You gave me a scared there. You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that.” I said to him and he just clasped his hands together like he was asking for forgiveness.“Can you not talk?” I asked him and he shook
After the fiasco with Nathan, I honestly don’t know what to do. He ruined ZG’s birthday and to be honest, I still couldn’t believe that he was that kind of a man and that I let him into our lives. The ride home was excruciatingly silent and the two of them stormed into their room as soon as we got home. They both refused go talk to me and I really can’t blame them. I got into fights with ZG for defending that man while ZG tried to tell me what’s happening when I wasn’t looking but I didn’t believe him. I wanted to talk to them and straight everything out but I knew they needed their space. So, I just showered and was about to go to bed when my phone started ringing again. I’m pretty sure that it was Nathan. He had been calling non-stop since he left the party, but honestly, I don’t have anything to say to him anymore.I laid in my bed but I just couldn’t sleep. My mind was just running all over the place. Then, my phone started ringing again, thankfully, this time it was my mom. “Hi
I spent the next week finishing everything that I needed to finish before the weekend. My boss was a bit hesitant in approving my leave, but I managed to persuade her. ZG and Zia were both excited about the trip and honestly, I feel a bit of excitement too. It's been a while since I saw everyone and I truly missed all of them.Tomorrow is ZG's last day of school and also our flight, so it's gonna be a hectic day. I took my leave one day earlier than our flight so we could prepare everything and make sure that we had everything that we needed for the trip."Mommy, can I take this with me?" ZG asked, showing me the action figures that Gavin gave him on every occasion he can think of. "Just take one, Z. It might not fit in the luggage anymore. We haven’t packed your clothes yet." I said to him as I was folding his clothes."Okay. That’s fair." He said, before turning around and going back to his packing."Mimi! Bring this?" Zia suddenly said beside me. I looked over at her and saw her tr
The ride home was excruciatingly long and uncomfortable. Thankfully, both ZG and Zia couldn’t keep their mouths shut and they were talking the whole ride home. ZG has always been close with his dad, so him being so talkative with him is expected. What surprised me is how Zia was so close to him. I mean, this was their first time seeing each other for two, almost three years and they act like they’ve been seeing each other every day.I could really see the difference in their attitude to Gavin compared to Nathan. I guess because they’re blood, they somehow have a connection even with being away from each other for so long. “Daddy, aren’t we going to our house? I want to show Zia my room.” ZG said as he peeked his head at the space between me and Gavin.“If your mom lets you then you can stay with me for as long as you want.” He said without taking his eyes off the road. The two then turned their attention to me.“What?” I asked them and the two put on their puppy dog faces.“Can we, mo
My heart panicked as Gavin disappeared from my sight. He was just there, in the water, moments ago and now he was no where to be seen. The once calming effects of the sound the waterfall makes as it hit the stones and the water below it, now makes my heart pound in anxiousness.“Gavin!” I began yelling. Making my way down the water. I’m not much of a swimmer but I needed to do something. I waded slowly in the water, my eyes busy searching for the man that I was with just earlier.“Where are you? This isn’t funny anymore!” I yelled out but still, nothing. If I knew that this would happen, I would have just talked to him. “Please. Just come out. You said you wanted to talk! Come out and talk to me! I can’t lose you again.” I yelled again, but I can only hear the sound of rushing water and the rustling of leaves around me.And then it dawned on me. I need to call for help. I need to find him, so I started wading back to where our things were but before I could climb up the rocks again so
I don't know how to act around him after that night. There is some sort of tension between us that I couldn't really categorize if it's a good thing or bad. We started talking casually to each other again, I even notice how he somehow takes care of me throughout the vacation. Our kids seem so happy whenever they see us together and everyone seems to always leave the two of us alone on purpose. Everyone is always doing things with other people so we had no choice but to spend some time together, and honestly, I'm not really complaining. It's kinda nice to let go of all the animosity between us, and looking at the smiles on our kids' faces, our newfound friendship? Relationship? Whatever you'd like to call what's between us now, has a positive effect on them. "You want some?" He asked, handing me a smore as all of us were huddled around the campfire. "Thanks." I said taking it from him and immediately taking a bite. What can I say? My love for chocolates will never waver. We cleane