It was Mia's big night.
No not her big night that would end her singleness, but we had planned so much for her engagement, it was like a mini wedding.
I tilted my head to meet Lucas as we rode next to each other in the back of the Limousine. The kids had decided to ride with their grandparents. They had been super clingy and just as excited after Lucas had told them they would be spending their holiday with their grandparents.
I spent the last few days trying to organize them for it and tonight after the engagement party, they would be going home with their grandparents to spend the next few weeks.
They had been beaming with joy in the last few days and I already missed them. Thankfully, I had great consola
My blood ran cold as she said the word for the second time. If Lucas did not have both hands wrapped around me so firmly, I sure as hell would have tumbled over to the ground the moment she said the words. Words could not be formed, my thoughts were an incoherent jumble spiraling left and right and running a million miles per second as unanswered questions swirled freely.There was a commotion, the other guests could vote their questions, The whats, hows, when, whys? I just stood there, stricken by the horrific piece of news I had just received."Surprised?" she snickered, "believe me I was shocked when I found out too.""You're lying," I finally found my voice, pushing myself off Lucas. He shared the same shocked expression everyone else had written on thei
"You do know you have been fucking a married man all along don't you?" Sarah smirked as she saw the horror written on my face from her words.I could not breathe.I thought I had received the greatest shock for the evening, but this shock hit me raw, at my most vulnerable moment. Suddenly it made sense what he was trying to close with Sarah. They had still been married all along. He never divorced her."Lucas is that true?" Martha spoke first, seeing as everyone else was too shocked to speak.I turned to Lucas, hoping and praying I would not see the guilt that danced in his eyes, the proof that whatever she was saying was true.But Sarah had not come here
LucasSilence greeted me as I walked past the foyer, a gripping cold silence that wrenched my heart. I knew she was not here yet I spent the next few minutes leaving no stone unturned to confirm the fact.I had seen it in her eyes when she said she wanted to come home by herself and in that 10 minutes, I had been apart from her, she had slipped through my fingers.I had never seen my home so cold and empty and quiet. Even when the kids were not there was still some warmth. But tonight it was as lifeless as I felt inside.My eyes locked on the spot where she was standing the night she had told me she loved me too. The air still lingered of her scent.
My eyes fluttered open at the first crack of dawn. Heavy, groggy, tired, swollen, one look at me, and anyone could tell that I had spent the whole night crying. I pushed myself up, managing to hold back from falling off Celine's high bed where I had found the comfort to drown myself in my sorrows.After the long drive, I gave the driver a handsome tip to drop me off on the sidewalk, telling him I would go back home on my own. He seemed skeptical but obliged after I gave him another heavy wad of bills from my purse. Bribery had never been a way of mine, but tonight there was no zest for virtue, just the aching, overwhelming need to getaway.An hour's walk brought me to the one place, the one person whose shoulder was always ready to carry the heavy brunt of my tears.Without knocking, I pushed the door front door open, thankful that I had walked in before she and Alexander went beyond the kissing stage. I already felt guilty for ruining one happy occasion tonight, I was not about to rui
I threw on the first thing my hands reached for in Celine's closet. A pair of black jeans and a white knitted sweater that I did not remember giving her as a gift. It was chilly out, a little windy, it had even rained a few days ago. It was one of those few days in a year when California pretended to have seasons."You're shaking Christine," Celie said as I walked through the bedroom door, "Jesus calm down she's not going to hurt them."I wanted to tell her that it was the second time she attempted to take the kids, "Just go get dressed,"While Celine threw on some clothes, I made the order for the uber to take us to Lucas's parent's mansion. It was quite a journey, completely out of town and maybe it would take a few hours. Maybe before we arrived she would have taken th
I sat with my back on the headboard while Aiden and Abby lay on either side of me, with their heads leaning against me as I told them as much as I could remember from one of the bedtime stories Celine and I were usually forced to sit through back at the foster home. We always found it boring and would be among the first kids to do off before she even read two lines from the story, the other kids would fall closely behind, it was that dreadful. But tonight, the kids found my old, half-complete, gap-filled story fascinating enough to listen to as I tried to lull them to sleep.After today, they needed the assuring warmth from someone they could trust and I did not mind providing just that for them.The door creaked open and Lucas's large form filled the doorway. He had gone with dad and Rob to the nearby police
Lucas stood behind me as he ushered me into his bedroom. The right choice, since I could not trust myself to not make a run for it the moment I got the chance.I paused to take in the sight of the room. I could easily tell it was his room as a teen because well it still looked like a teenage boy's room, a few things had probably been replaced, like the bar in the corner of the room and the bed that was now much larger than what a teen's bed would look like and the expensive looking rug at the foot of the bed, but the posters of famous celebrities and a long sheet of paper hanging off the wall that said "Lucas's to-do list," made it retain the charm of teenagehood.It felt good to be in here getting even the slightest glimpse at what his life looked like as a boy. Countless trophies hung off the shelf on the w
Lucas kissed my forehead with his arms wrapped possessively around me. I lay on the mattress next to him, savoring the chance to breathe his spicy scent in after what felt like ages. Okay, it was only a few days, but I missed him anyway, terribly. And I did not realize the fact until now.Lucas missed me too, I could tell that much from the way he clung to me, unwilling to let go since we laid out our issues.A part of me screamed how wrong it was to let Lucas off so easily, and maybe I was foolish for doing so, but I was not without my faults in this. Lucas and I had been fighting longer than we had actually been dating. I was tired of the ups and downs and I was not about to toss my chance at fixing our relationship in the garbage.He would not hurt me again, I was sure of it.We had agreed though, that it was better to hold off the more intimate parts of our relationship for a while. In clearer terms, I was not ready yet to