You Cheated, I Moved On

Chapter 6- My Own Living Hell

Cassidy

What do I do? I stand up from my bed and pace back and forth. Violet just stares at my with confusion. If she only knew that her father is calling as we stare at each other. Do I answer it? Do I wait for the call to end? I don't want him to know I declined the call. I will just wait.

About 5 seconds after the first call ended, Harry's name pops up on my phone again. I have to answer it. I slowly pick my phone up off of my bed. As my heart is pounding in my chest, I accept the call. I hold the cellular device up to my ear and stay quiet. "Cassidy? Are you there?" I nod, but once I realise he can't see my I force out a "Yes." My stomach is in a knot, and my heart feels as if it is going to burst out of my chest.

"I'm coming over. I need to talk to you. Do you still live with your parents?" What? No! Don't come over! Stay wherever you are. I don't want you here! I don't need you here! Stay. There. I can not have him ruin my life. I am happy. My daughters are happy. My son is happy. My family is happy. We are doing fine without a father. "No answer?" He scoffs "I will just get the address from Lou." And with that he hangs up.

Who the hell does he think he is!? He can not just come to my home. I'm not letting him in. It is my house, and I don't have to let that cheating bastard in. Not into my house, or my life. I continue to pace around my room, and tears begin to fall from my cheeks. Why am I crying? I should be screaming. But, these are not tears of sadness. They are tears of anger.

"Mum sad?" Violet asks. She cocks her head to the side and wobbles over to me. "No sad." My body is shaking, and the tears keep on flowing down my face. I plop on the mattress and Violet climbs on my lap. She wraps her arms around my neck, with her head lying on my shoulder. She lifts her head up and wipes the tears off my face. "No tears, mum." I close my eyes and pull my daughter close to me. This little girl is the sweetest human being. She may only be a toddler, but she always knows how to make me smile.

"Mommy's okay now." I wipe the rest of my tears away and sniffle. She stares into my eyes, as if trying to read me. I smile before saying, "I promise." She hugs me again before slide off of my lap. I take my towel off of my body and start to get dressed. First underwear, then bra, jeans, and finally shirt. I brush my hair out and tie it into a high ponytail. "Let's go. I have to talk to Nana."

"There you are! How was your shower?" Violet runs into her grandma's arms and I shrug. My dad is on the floor playing with Logan and Lilly. Logan is in His sister's lap, and I want to tell my dad I don't want her holding him but I don't. I trust my father too watch my kids. "Everything all right, love?" My mom asks my with a smile. I shake my head and I tear slips from my eye. No I am not okay. The more I think about Harry coming to my house and ruining my life in about 10 minutes, the more terrified I get.

"Mum cry?" Violet asks her Nana. My mother nods, and Violet wiggles out of her grip. My daughter runs over to me and hugs my leg. "No crying. You promise." She rubs my leg, and gives it a kiss. I can't help but smile. She always makes me smile. All of my kids do.

"Go play with your sister while I talk to Nana." Violet slumps over to her Pop Pop and sits on his lap. I motion my mom to follow me into the kitchen. I pretend to be interested in a cup that is sitting on the counter. "Harry knows about Logan.. He is coming over to talk to me in about 5 minutes. I-" my voice cracks and I start to cry again. My mom stands there, shocked. Then she wraps her arms around me. For a minute I just sob into her shirt, until I quiet down.

"I need you to take dad and the kids into the bedroom. Make sure they don't come out of the room unless I say so. Okay?" My mom nods. She would try and say something to make me feel better, but she knows nothing will work. I am thankful she doesn't try.