Ring. Ring. Ring.
I wake up to my phone ringing on the night stand. I hit the ignore button and tried to go back to sleep. I had a serious hangover. All i needed was a little more sleep to face the day.I guess after Micheal realize he was blocked, he started calling private. I had to give it to him, he was very persistent. I just wanted to clear my head before I talked to him.
Ring. Ring.
Uh. Not again. I picked the phone up without even looking at the screen to see who was calling.
"Please stop calling my damn phone." I said, thinking it was Micheal.
"Well damn. What the hell i did to you" asked Kita sounding all hurt.
"Girl, I thought you was Micheal cheating ass. He won't stop calling my phone. I can't even get no sleep"
Kita paused for a minute, being all dramatic. "Well duh Guh. That's why they invented putting your phone on silent. To silence any unwanted attenti
I woke up this morning feel good. I got the kids ready for school and sent them on their way with their dad. It was his turn to drop them off. He tried to talk about the kiss the other night but it was already behind me.My phone had been pretty quiet lately. I guess Micheal had finally got the picture. I jumped in the shower and got dress. I stopped at Krispy Kreme because I was craving for one of their doughnuts. I always felt like i was cheating on my bakery when i ate their tasty creation. I couldn't help it. Ring. Ring.It was my phone again I looked at the screen it was Micheal. I had unblocked his number this morning. I had decided it was time that I gone end this once and for all. I was never gonna let another man hurt me again.I hit decline. Talking to him was gone happen later today. I'll give him a call after I ended my work day.I pulled up to the bake
It had been a three days since my last night with Micheal. I woke up the next morning and left him a note that I hope he have a happy life and cut off all communication. I even changed my number. I can't lie like I don't miss him but my heart was more important to me now. I could not afford to make the same mistakes again. Damien has been real supportive. He had been at the house more. It was Christmas Day Sunday so we decided we was gone spend the weekend at the house as a family.We was all in the living room putting the finishing touches on the Christmas tree. I was in a festive move. I love this time of year. The kids was all happy to have their dad their. He was running around the house acting like a little kid his self."Who wanna put the star on top of the tree this year?" I asked the kids."I think Aza should do it." Replied Damien. "She have never did it before. She was always too little."He reached down and put her on hi
I woke up the next morning with a headache. I could barely remember the night before. When the fog in my head finally cleared up, I remembered my night with Damien. I rolled over to the other side of the bed to make sure it wasn't some dream. Damien was turned towards me with his arm throwed across my body. He was still sleep and lightly snoring. I couldn't even lie. It felt good to have him here.Aza came in the room and climbed on the bed."Mommy, why is my daddy sleeping in your bed. I thought he had his own room now." She asked curiously."Aza come on let's go down stairs and watch Paw Patrol." I hurried and got her out the room . I want ready to answer that question . He'll I didn't know the answer myself.I decided to get up and fix breakfast. Me and Aza was the only two up in the house and it was peaceful. I love moments with my daughter. She was smart and much too curious.Shw helped me fixed br
It was Christmas Day. I was curled on the couch with Damien, while the kids opened their gifts. We had went all out this year. Everything they wanted, we got it. Damien grabbed my hand and held it in his lap. I was content and just going with the flow. I laid my head on his shoulder and just watched our kids run around the room. "Mom ,you got me the new iPods." Junior asked me excitedly. "I love y'all." I was glad that we was financially stable enough to buy expensive things for the kids. Christmas was the only time of the year that we gave them things that they really didn't need. As long as they did good in school, we would over indulge them on Christmas. Christmas time was my favorite time of the year. It always made me feel like a little girl. I could remember rushing in the front room to open presents when I was a little girl. My mom would spend all morning cooking a feast and baking cakes. My daddy would
“Damn, not this shit again!” I said as i got out my car. Another private call. The same woman asking for my husband. I took the stairs two at a time trying to get in the house.
I woke up the next morning with a new determine mindset. I rolled over and checked my phone. 20 messages from Damien.I was not in the mood to read the lies i knew he was gone tell. I wonder where he stayed last night. Then again it was not my business.I got up to get myself together and fixed the kids some to eat. As i proceed to the kitchen, my oldest son came out his room.
Me and the kids been doing just fine by ourselves. Damien had finally stop calling me like he was crazy. He came by last weekend and got the kids. They told me all about his new apartment. They was excited. My boys was sad that their dad wasn't in the house with us but they was getting use to the idea. We was all in the living room watching tv. My phone rang. I saw it was Kita."Hello." i answered."let's go to the mall." She said. I really didn't wanna go anywhere but I had been in the house with the kids for months. It had been a minute since our ladies night."Alright! I'll see if the kids daddy will get them for a few ours!" I told her. I called Damien and he was happy to get them. He was doing any and everything to keep me happy. I actually loved the new him. He had spent more time with the kids these last couple months then he had in all the time we been together. I couldn't even lie I kind of mis
Everything that could go wrong this morning has! The kids and I overslept. They was moving hella slow and i was very annoyed."Mommy, I'm tired." Aza whined."Well you should've went to bed. Instead, you wanted to watch frozen." I scorned her.No sooner as I closed my car door to drop the kids at school, my phone rang. It was my assistant Zaria. I don't even answer because whatever it was could wait until I made it in. It was times like this that I miss Damien. He would've at least dropped the kids off for me. Speaking of him, he had been sending me flowers and small gifts every week. The little things that he use to do. I guess you gotta divorce a man before he realize that he wanted you. I had heard that the girl was actually pregnant. Everytime i thought about it, i got mad. So sending me gifts wasn't gone work. But i had decided that it was time we talk. Christmas was coming up and i wanted the kids to be happy.