Sunday

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Sunday was fixing her stuff and Stella's when a knock on the hotel door made her halt. Stella was sleeping. It was 2 in the afternoon.

Sunday stood up and went to open the door. "Yes?"

Before she can continue speaking, she frowned. "Oh. It's you and you're alone. What do you want?"

"I'm here to see my kid." Zack told her, sternly.

"Sure." She did not want to fight it. I mean, she is his kid.

Sunday welcomes him in. He went inside and stood in front of the bed where Stella was lying. He smiled.

"Okay." Sunday sighed. "You've seen her, now, you can go."

"What? What the hell are you talking about? Is there something wrong?" Zack sat down on the couch, crossed leg.

"You think I don't notice? Well, I do. You've been avoiding us for two days now. What's your problem, Sunday?" Zack asked, looking at Sunday intently.

Sunday turned around and faced the other direction. "Nothing is wrong. I was just tired and all."

Zack sneered. "Don't tell me you're in love with me."

Sunday then choked. "Ew! No! Are you mad? Why would I ever be in love with you? You're my best friend! We made an oath, remember? And I'm not stupid."

Zack fell silent as he thought about it. "Oh. Yeah. Right. I'm sorry."

"Yeah."

"Then, just tell me what's wrong."

"Nothing is."

"Sunday." Zack's voice became high and scary.

Sunday faced him with emotions that he cannot understand. "Fine. I'm jealous."

"Jealous of what?"

"Of Holly."

Zack looked at Sunday, ridiculously. "What? Why would you be jealous of Holly? Am I not allowed to have a girlfriend here?"

Sunday rolled her eyes and poured herself some water. She drank before answering. "That's not it, Zack. Stella is what? She's only three. Three. It's already hard for her to understand why her mum and dad are not together. Then now, you have a girlfriend? She'll be wondering why."

"Sunday, she's just a kid. Of course, it's natural for her to wonder."

"You don't know your kid. She's smart, Zack. She still asks me why you did not come to visit three months ago like you promised! Why? Where were you? Fucking your lady friend? Stella fucking prepared herself for you." Sunday shook her head disappointedly. Tears were brimming at her eyes. There's just something that she can't explain.

Zack decided to shut up. He just sat there not knowing what to do. He don't want to fight with Sunday, anymore. He could be losing the right to see the kid.

After three minutes of silence, the both of them calmed down. "This is ridiculous, but I'm sorry." Zack apologized. He still don't understand the point.

"I'm not." Sunday whispered.

Zack stood up and kissed Stella. She woke up a minute later. "I have an idea. In our meetings, I'll not be bringing Holly. Is that okay?"

"Sure. Whatever."

This was Zack and Sunday's first fight. Yes, even if they are friends, things were not awkward after Sunday gave birth to Stella. The two of them were always together with the other three until Stella and Sunday have to leave.

"Daddy?" Stella said in a groggy voice. Zack smiled at her and hugged her.

"Yes, baby?"

"I really want a new doll. Can you give me one, daddy?"

Zack touched his daughter's cheeks. "Do you want to go to the mall right now?"

"Yes!" Stella laughed. Stella got up from the bed and started jumping around.

Sunday looked over and warned her. "Stella, be careful. You might fall and hit your head. We don't want that."

Zack placed his daughter on the ground and patted her head. "We're going, Sunday. I'm buying her a doll."

"Don't spoil the kid too much." Sunday rolled her eyes as she picked a new dress for Stella to wear.

Zack sighed. "Sunday, it's not spoiling. Anyway, we just see each other 7 times a year. Don't you think she deserves it?"

Sunday glared at him. "Just don't bring Holly with you."

Zack laughed. "I'm not bringing Holly with me. Chill. She's home at Oregon right now, anyway. I'm bringing you. Let's have a family day out."

"Yeah, mum. Let's go out. Can we also go to the park later? I really wanted to play with Lena and Trim."

"Of course, baby. We'll just have to force mum to get up, get dressed, and then we'll go."