I wasn't enough.

Chapter 23

Lucy's POV

"What happened Lucy?"

I look at the plaster and then back at him. I don't know how many times I do this but it's enough for David to stop me from moving me head back forth.

"I... um... can we maybe not talk about it right now?" I say to him weakly.

The look he gives me pains my heart but I really don't want to discuss this with him right now.

"Lucy, please tell me"

I walk out of the lounge room and straight upstairs to the bedroom, David quickly following suit. What does he want from me? To tell him that he's one of the reasons behind this stupid cut on my arm? I am not going to tell him that, he'll go ballistic. All of this thinking is riling me up, and like a love sick puppy I ran back to the main source of my agony. The one person I thought I could trust betrayed me. Our vows meant nothing to him. Now all of a sudden he cares about me?

"Why do you want to know?" I snap back. Whoa, now that I think about it, I'm really bipolar.

"Calm down Lucy, I'm your husband I need to know these things" David says in a calm voice.

"Oh? You're my husband... do you know what it means to be a HUSBAND?" I shriek "No you don't! If you were truly my husband, you wouldn't have done such a horrible thing to me. You don't understand the pain you put me through David! And now you're concerned about me?"

I am fuming at this point and am feeling flushed. Who does he think he is? Some God? He is far from it!

"Baby don't do this. Please don't do this" His voice is hoarse, probably because tears are brimming the edge of his eyelids.

This makes me even angrier. How dare he be the one crying right now, attempting to make me feel guilty. To feel as if I'm the one to blame. He is the one that caused this not me.

"Baby?! Don't call me that. Ever." These words come out with so much venom behind them that David is shocked and he takes a step back.

"I'm sorry Lucy, I really am. If I could go back in time..-"

"Well, you can't David. So you're going to have to deal with the consequences"

Wow. Is it just me or am I a bitch?

"If you're going to stay here. You can sleep anywhere but in here. Now please leave, I am going to sleep"

"Lucy please, don't push me away" a few tears escape Davids eyes, causing a lump to form in my throat.

"Don't make me repeat what I've just told you" I look at him for a few seconds, then hop in bed.

I hear him walk out of the room and close the door behind him. Gosh, does he have any other words than please in his vocabulary?

***

I wake up around 7am and start to get ready for work. To be honest it feels like I haven't been there in so long. I wonder if it'll still be the same?

After my shower I put on a nice outfit and head downstairs. I wander around the kitchen thinking about what to have for breakfast. In the end I just have peanut butter and banana on toast.

Shortly after, I am walking to the front door when I see David ascending on the stairs.

Shit.

I quietly make my way to the front door and wait until it's 'safe' to exit. That would've been a disaster if he'd seen me. He would've told me how 'sorry he was' and how 'he never meant to hurt me' stuff I've heard before. I am so over him right now. I don't know how much longer I can take it. I know I love him but he hurt me and he deserves what he gets.

I hop into my car and drive off to work. I park in my usual spot and walk into the building. It feels so good to be here again.

"Lucy, it feels like I haven't seen you in a while. How are you?" Rick says in a happy voice.

"I know I feel the same way. I'm good how are you?" I ask back, smiling widely.

"Never been better love, never been better. Well, I guess I'll see you in a bit? I've got a few errands to run. Talk to you later?" Rick smiles, always the busy man.

"Sure boss, see you later"

***

The day goes by fairly quickly and I'm actually feeling a little sad about it. Work for me is the one place I know I'll be happy because I'm doing something I love. This place always makes me happy. Now that I no longer have a child, I could possibly ask to work until 7pm. That way I could spend more time here. Or maybe I'm using this place as a distraction? I don't know but I do know I love it here.

The car drive home is also surprisingly quick and I am stunned when I see Davids car still in the driveway. I am truly touched by this, he doesn't give up. Maybe this marriage can work after all. With that thought in my head, I practically skip to the front door with a goofy grin plastered on my face.

I open the door and my smile is basically slapped off my face. There are suitcases and bags by the front door. His chef uniform is hanging on the door handle and I can hear him rummaging around upstairs.

Is this really happening to me? Is David... leaving me?

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. David is making his way downstairs when he notices me at the front door.

"You're... leaving" I squeak.

"Yes Lucy, that's what you want right? And quite frankly that's what I want too. I was only trying to make a last ditch effort to see if our marriage was worth saving but it's not. I want a divorce. I'll send you the papers when I get them" David's words cut me like ice. My heart hurts so bad that I think I might die. What the hell is going on? My life is one great big shit hole.

A/N

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