Tastes Like A Bad Day To Come

Camila's POV

I frowned, watching as the phone rang over and over again. Before Tessa left, she had warned me not to answer the phone. What the hell did he want now?

Caleb was inside now, getting all comfy with his new room. Everywhere has been arranged to taste, we just arrived and moved in. God bless my cousin and her parents for doing this for us!

Ring!

"Oh for fuck sake!" I summoned all confidence and picked up. "What do you want now?"

His tone was low, but still filled with anger. "I have been calling for God knows how long. What is going on with you and your foolish pride!"

"You have just 1 minute before I hang up." I made myself clear. I was the soft minded type of lady to forgive easily, but I can't forget. How could I forget that Jaxon had kicked me, and his son out just like that? For Jaxon, even forgiving him is hard to do.

He chuckled. "You know, I like this side of you. Very fierce, sexy even. But we both know it's not going to last long. From the way your voice is sounding, you must be in some sort of ghetto, a dirty filthy area. I just feel bad for my son."

This made me roll my eyes. "Oh, he's your son now?"

"Don't be dramatic now. He has always been my son. In fact, when I'm writing my will, his name will be included."

"His name will be included? He is your fucking child! You know what?" I found out he was only enraging me now. "You've had 1 minute but you kept on spewing nonsense."

"Hold on now. I am offering you a second chance."

He was getting me so angry that I couldn't wait and listen anymore. I just had to hang up. The phone rang 3 times more before he decided to stop.

It was towards that evening time. Living in that new place still felt...strange to me. One minute I was married and the next, I'm getting kicked out? Who would have thought that all these years of marriage would mean nothing to a man.

I heaved in a deep sigh. It was weighing on me too much than I'd expected. But at least I now have bigger things to worry about, like making new money to pay our bills, and sending Caleb to a fine school like his old one.

"Honey?” I called out for Caleb. He dragged his feet in slow footsteps but was finally standing in front of me.

"Mom, I'm hungry." He said, pouting.

I smiled. "I know, which is why I'm going to the closest supermarket to fetch us some ingredients." I announced to him. We'd only fed on junk food but I wanted to cook something healthy for dinner.

"You stay indoors, lock the door." I said to him and he gave me a "Yes, ma'am" nod. I'd grabbed my purse and was about to leave when he called out.

"Mom, you know why dad hasn't even called my number since we left? Because he doesn't love me as I thought he did."

Right there in that moment, it was an effort not to collapse from a heartbreak. I tried everything to make myself appear strong and confident in front of him when deep down, I wanted to burst out in tears.

"Don't think like that, honey. He hasn't called me either. But someone left a message on one of the maid's phones." I said with a fake smile. It was hard trying to convince Caleb. He wasn't as little as he used to be before. "Your dad's phone got spoiled and he will get a new one and call today."

I could barely read the expression on his face whether he was sad, or low key excited. Finally, he gave a nod again. Great! I'd just lied to my own son! "Honey, if he calls you, you let me know what he said, okay?" I decided to point that out.

He gave me this suspicious look before giving another nod. That boy and his father's arrogance sometimes.

I needed to head out already, no more wasting time. Damn it, why was I suddenly afraid now? I was scared I'd run into some rich unfriendly neighbors!

I raised my head up and walked out the door. The worst that could happen has already happened to me. My rich husband and his family kicked me out with my son.

The thought of that rich playboy we bumped into still annoyed me, we didn't return the money and expensive gift he gave us!

Hopefully I'd never have to run into him again.

On my way out, my phone buzzed. It was a text message. I didn't feel like opening it so I just ignored it and kept walking. The supermarket wasn't too far, Tania had and I had located it earlier on our way.

A lady with short black pixie hairstyle and fair skin, was carrying this scrawny looking naked cat. It had no fur at all! She stopped and eyed me up and down as if we'd met before. Then she was whispering something to her cat.

I gave her the side eyes and kept walking. Somehow, we both entered the supermarket, then I lost her. What a weirdo.

I picked out some few items I knew would be useful to cook for dinner and headed to the cashier to pay. She picked my card and swiped, but with this rude attitude. Geez, must they all behave to me this way? Because...what, I'm new in town?

She shook her head and tried again, eyes encircled with black thick liners flashed at me. "It's not working." She said.

"What?" It just came to me. "Not working? But there's money there. Try again." She didn't argue, she didn't have to with the way her face squeezed into a frown, but she did.

"Same thing, miss."

I tried to remain calm. Not working? This was embarrassing. What happened, I had money there! "Um, well--"

"Wow, would you look at that. I figured what was this cheap thing looking for in our neighborhood!" Said a voice from behind.

I turned to find the cat lady sneering behind me. Now that I stared harder...I did know her. Great, what a bad day I was about to have.