Riley's P.O.V
"I... Uh" I stuttered. I looked behind her. There was a man, late 30's - early 40's, holding two young children. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
I shoved the box of cereal into her hands and turned back to Nash and April.
"Excuse me, do you have a problem? What was it.... Riley?" She turned me round, by my shoulder.
"Don't touch me" I hissed.
"I'll do whatever the hell I want. Anyway, how's your little mistake doing?" she smirked and looked at April.
I immediately regret doing what I did next. Especially as there were kids watching. I slapped her, right across the face. I don't know if it was really that hard or she was just over reacting but she stumbled backwards.
Nash pulled me away. He took me to the car and buckled April in. I sat there whilst he went back into the shop to pay for the groceries.
"Mum, why did you hit her?" April asked. She NEVER calls me mum.
"She said something not very nice about you and, believe it or not, I love you" I watched small drops of rain start to fall onto the car window.
Nash soon returned. He put the bags by Aprils feet, in the back of the car. He then walked to the drivers seat and started the car. The journey 'home' was silent
We're leaving the day after tomorrow so as soon as we got in I started to pack. April wanted to stay in Nash's room tonight so he was tucking her in. I went downstairs and, once again, the phone started to ring.
I picked it up and that, high pitched, slut started talking again. Nash came downstairs and his eyes widened when he saw me.
"Hello? Who is this?" I cut the girl off.
"This is Ruby" she spat, realising it wasn't Nash and probably wondering why some girl she doesn't know answered. (No offence if your name is Ruby, I love your name, it's just the first one I thought of). "Who is this, if you don't mind me asking?!" She added, clearly angry.
"This is Riley" I answered, simply.
"Is Nash with you?" She asked.
"Yes, why do you want Nash?" I asked, innocently looking at him.
"I'm his girlfriend!" She shouted.
I already knew, from this morning, that he was seeing someone AND leading me on but I pretended I didn't already know.
I hung up the phone and ran passed Nash. I went into his room and locked the door, so he couldn't get in. I slid into his bed, next to April. She wriggled around in her sleep but soon got comfortable.
I heard him quietly knocking on his door, whispering for me to let him in but I ignored it. I soon fell into a deep sleep.
**next morning**
I woke up to April quietly shouting at herself. I sat up in bed and looked at her. She was trying to unlock the door.
I got up and helped her. I pulled our bags downstairs and put them by the front door. Our flight leaves tomorrow but I'm going to book a hotel for tonight, I can't stand being in the same house as him.
I fed April and we both got ready. Nash wasn't home, he must've left after I wouldn't unlock his door. He probably went to go see her.
I at least had the decency to write a note, explaining where we went so Nash didn't worry, about April at least.
Dear Nash,
As you know, we're leaving early but I decided it'd be best if April and I stayed at a hotel tonight. I'm sorry that I wasn't good enough for you. Don't worry about April, she'll be fine with me, I raised her, by myself, for her whole life, it isn't going to be different now. I love you but sometimes that's not enough
-Riley x
I wiped the stray tears from my eyes and rested the note on the counter. There was a 'honking' noise outside, indicating that our 'cab' had arrived. April wasn't really speaking much today but I just shook it off.
I put both of our bags into the boot and sat her on my lap as we drove to the airports hotel. "Okay so, we have to get up early in the morning" I looked down at her. She nodded. I pulled her closer to me. "Please don't hate me" I whispered in her ear.
"I'll never hate you mummy" she smiled up at me. I smiled back.
**5 hours later**
It's now 5pm and I'm already ready for today to be over. All we've done today is sit in the hotel room. I've been editing videos and April has been either watching me or watching films in the TV.
I looked at my phone for the first time today.
'68 missed calls from 'Nash✋''
'5 missed FaceTime calls from 'Nash✋''
I also had '116 iMessages from 'Nash✋''
Then there were tweets and stuff like that.
I guess he does care, only a tiny bit. But he still cares.
"Mummy, I'm tired. I want to go home and see Cocoa" April laid her head on the pillow and closed her eyes.
"I know baby, me too. We will see Cocoa and Grammy tomorrow, I promise" I laid next to her and stroked her long brown hair.
Yes, we fell asleep at 5pm. Don't judge us. I just hope she sleeps on the flight.
