Thought He Would Be Happy

Arianna

   

I thought he would jump at this chance to sign the paper and get it over with, but now the man seems to be dragging this thing along. It's been four days since I've been calling and texting him to find out when he is going to sign the paper so I can move on. The paper doesn't stop me from doing my thing, but I want to know that I put that part of my life behind me and leave that life behind me.

  Divorce wasn't my first option, but when that low down of a woman came to me to glow about being in a relationship with my husband, that was the end for me. I know the way that I force myself into the Milan family, in their eyes, I deceive them, and that's okay because I was in a moment of distress, and Jacob was the only one that could help me at the time, to say I'm not ashamed of my decision would be a lie because every night I lay next to him, I would think if I made the right decision. My best friend Lucia walked into the room and she held a bag that I'm sure had some drinks for us to get ourselves lost in tonight. I have no problem with that choice tonight “Girl, did you get to talk to that husband of yours?” she asks. 

“ He is not picking up my calls, but he is reading my text,” taking a shot of my drink. “I don't understand why he is dragging his feet like that.” you’ll think his family would be happy to have me out of their life.

“ You give him a pass by not asking him for half of his money, he should be grateful for that,” she keeps pointing out, poking me in the side “You should've asked for money and at least two houses,” she keeps on reminding me. 

Laughing, “Girl, he kept asking if it was money that I wanted” lost in my thought for a moment, “I couldn’t bring myself to say yes because I don't want to take his money,” I didn't marry him so I could steal from him even though, I did marry him to help me out of a situation, but I wanted out scott free and nothing more.

“ why not, you guys were married while he was making that money, and now that cheap a** woman is going to replace you, oh hell no!” she is angrier about the divorce than I am. 

When Lisa came to me with her information about her being pregnant and all, I didn't want to believe it, but I knew deep down there would be another woman who was as cunning as I was; I was staring out of the window thinking about how I have come to meet Jacob that night I was lucky because since I was working as a waitress in one of those fancy restaurants I happened to wait on his table that night, honestly had no idea that my plan was going to work after the phone call that I got from my father telling me that he got the family into debt, deep debt and if I don't come up with the money somehow he was going to sell me to some people so he could make up for that. I knew my father didn't care about me but only himself, I wasn't going to let him destroy my life along with his, so I had to come up with a plan fast. The idea was for me to get a loan somewhere, but when I saw Jacob Milan walk in, in his expensive suit and his expensive friends, I decided that would be my ticket to a big payout. So I put my plan in motion which ended with me being in a hotel room with Jacob, I'm not going to lie we had a fantastic night, but a few months later, I found out I was pregnant, which is something that I was going to use to get him to marry me, but I didn't expect to get pregnant for real, but now that happened there was no turning back, it was the type of situation where it’s either you sink or swim so I decided to swim. My punishment for my wrongdoing came down three months later after our wedding when I had a miscarriage that no one in the Milan family believed. 

“Are you even listening to me?” Lucia was shaking my shoulder, bringing me back to the present. “You need to get back on your feet and show him that you were someone before he met you since you don’t have his money,” she was right before I married I was a fantastic designer, and once my Father got into debt that's when I lost my passion for it, so I could save myself from my father. 

“ You sure you don’t want his money, I mean, he could set you up for life, girl,” she was saying, I know she was tipsy already the way she swung left to right.

Smiling, I thought to myself, “Well, it wouldn't hurt to be set for life without doing any work, but you know I'm not that type of person, so yeah, I don't need his money; I'll make my own.” I say with hope.

“ Ight girl, whatever you say, you can stay here with me until you get back on your feet” She got off the sofa before she reached her room, she looked over her shoulder and say, “You want me to put you in touch with my boss, maybe he’ll give you position in the company.” she offered me. 

“Thanks, I like that,” I told her, that could be the new beginning, I was thinking.

“ Good night chica!” she yelled before walking into her room and leaving me with the rest of the drinks. Picking up my phone, I give Jacob one more call, and as I expected, he didn't answer, ugh the man is getting on my last nerve as to why he is making my life difficult right now; I throw the phone on the couch, and lay beside it I can't wrap my head around it why he is not making a move is he afraid of something? Closing my eyes, I thought about that night; I couldn't come up with any reason as to why he was delaying this divorce. Did he say something that I forgot about, or did he at least say something meaningful? I was just about to close my eyes when something came to mind.

   Jumping up to my feet I remember him keep asking me what kind of game I'm playing, is that why he hasn't signed the papers because he believes that I'm playing a game with him? Oh damn, does he really think I'm playing tricks on him this time? That can't be it? Can it? I keep asking myself those questions over and over but I can't come up with any other explanation, that’s what I get for playing games in the first place “Ugh,” I say before dropping myself onto the couch undefeated because I don't know what else to do, to get him to sign that paper, if he is set in his way, there’s no way I can change his mind.

Putting the small pillow under my head, I thought, guess the difficult marriage wasn't enough for him, he had to make the divorce a rollercoaster war doesn't he? With one thought in mind that tomorrow is a new day, and with that, I will start a new life fresh with no Jacob Milan in it; with a smile, I close my eyes and let the darkness take over.