You ARE My World

Awakening?

The next morning I got ready for work. I thought about finding a new job, but this one pays really well, and me being a single mom now, I needed the money. I got the kids in the car and brought them over to Steven's. I unlocked the door and went upstairs to tell him I was here. He was sleeping in bed with Mandy. "Steven. The kids are here." I said waking him. He got up and picked up Addison. "See ya later." I said closing the door. I left to go to work. When I got there Steven's dad told me that they were closed today. "Was anyone going to tell me?" I asked curious. "Steven was supposed to tell you. He didn't?" He asked. I let out a sigh. "No sir. Sorry to show up." I said. He smiled. "Em, don't worry. And as for Steven, beat his ass." He said chuckling. I smiled. "All die respect sir, if I didn't have children, and I knew I wouldn't go to jail, I would." I explained. He laughed. I got back in my car and sped off to Steven's. I knocked on the door until he answered it and I let him have it. "Put her down. And let her go play in her room." I said angry. His eyes got wide and I started to scream. "You can make my life a living hell all you want! I don't know what the hell I ever did to you, but not telling me that there wasn't work today?! What the hell!" I started. He chuckled. I grabbed Grayson and put him in his car seat. "It's my dad with them Amelia." He said. I laughed. "Don't care." I said caling for Addison. She came down stairs. "Come on beetle. We have to go now." I said smiling at her. She frowned. "I don't want too! I want daddy." She said stomping. I looked at her appalled and nodded. "Alright, I will pick you up tomorrow with Gary. I love you." I said crouching down to get a hug. She nodded and rang back up the stairs. I kissed Grayson, and walked out not saying anything to Steven and slamming the door as hard as I could. I got in my car and I put my head on the steering wheel. I calmed myself down and I went for a drive. I ended up going to my aunt Carol's grave and sitting there. After sitting there for at least 15 minutes a guy approached me and asked me if I was alright. "I'm sorry, was I crying to loud?" I asked embarrassed. He shook his head. "No, I don't mean to be nosy. I just wanted to see if you were alright." He explained. I nodded. "Just a lot going on." I said. "Thomas." He said reaching his hand out. I nodded. "Amelia. But I prefer Em." I said. He nodded. "Nice to meet you. Want to talk about it?" He asked. I shrugged. "No need to bore you with my non exciting life." I said. "I'm 22, math major, and my best friend is a dog. Try me." He chuckled. I smiled. "I'm 18. I have two children. And a piece of shit ex fiance, who I am convinced he is trying to sabotage me." I explained. His eyes got wide. "How old?" He asked. I smiled. "1 and half and 2 months." I said. "My daughter Addison is 1 and half and my son Grayson is 2 months old." I explained to him. He nodded. "Who is this loved one?" He asked changing the subject. "This is my great aunt Carol. She was one of my favorite people in the whole world." I explained. "She died a couple years ago, and I really still haven't got over it." I explained. He sighed. "I know how you feel. My mom died almost 12 years ago. And I still haven't either. Not an easy thing." He said pointing to the heart shaped stone. "I used to put flowers on her grave, because I thought she was beautiful." I said to him. "That was you? Thank you." He asked in gratefulness. I nodded. We talked for about an hour until I was laughing and smiling. "Hey, how'd you do that?" I asked. He looked at me confused. "What are you talking about?" He asked. "You have like the magic touch to make people stop crying?" I chuckled. He laughed. "I just don't like to see people upset. That's all." He said confident. I bushed. "Well thank you." I said getting up. He walked me to my car. "This may sound absolutely crazy, but would there be any way I could see you again?" He asked. I blushed. "I'm not looking for anyone right now." I said pushing him out. "I'm not asking you out. I just want to get to know you." He said persistent. I looked down, and then I smiled. "Alright. Here give me your number." I said getting a pen out of my car. He grabbed my hand gently and wrote his name. "Now say it back to me." He said. I laughed. "Okay Scotty McCreery. 315-098-5465." I said making him laugh. He chuckled. "Talk to you later." He said walking to his car. I waved and got in my car. Amelia, did you really just pick up a guy at a cemetery?" I asked myself out loud. I laughed. I drove back home and Lucas asked me why I was home so early. I explained to him what Steven did, and he got angry. "Don't worry, I have already gotten angry over it. I went to see Aunt carol too." I said. He smiled. "How'd that go?" He asked. I showed him the number on my hand. "He talked to me for like an hour, and he made me feel a lot better. Crazy." I said laughing at myself. He chuckled. "Well, are you gonna text him?" He asked urging me to do it. I shrugged. "Should I?" I asked. He nodded. "Yes. You never know." He urged. I nodded and I sat down to text him.
Me- Hello, It's Amelia.

Thomas- Hello there :) Feelin' better?

Me- Yes. Thank you :)

Thomas- Anytime. Whatcha doin'?

Me- Sitting on the porch outside my house. You?

Thomas- I'm actually at dinner with my dad and step mom. Can I text you later?

Me- Sorry to bother you... Absolutely. Enjoy.

I put down my phone just to get another text.

Steven- Can you get the kids?

Me- Why? They are supposed to be with you?

Steven- I'm going out. I need you to come get them.

Me- Oh, too bad. Looks like you are going to have to be a parent and take responsibility. Boo.

Steven- Whatever I'll just hire a babysitter.

Me- No! Just drop them off on the way out.

Steven- OK. Bye

I threw my phone into the grass and pulled my knees up to my chest. I waited for Steven to bring the kids home. When he got there, and I walked to the truck and he was in a suit. "Dressed for success?" I asked. He nodded. "Funeral." He said. I nodded. "I'm sorry." I said actually sorry. Addison was crying. "What's wrong Beetle?" I asked. "I want to go to sleep!" She said. I nodded. "My nephew passed away two days ago. Motorcycle accident." He said looking for sympathy. I reached out my hand. I grabbed his. I knew Mandy was in the car, but I didn't care. "I'm sorry. Chad was a great kid. Send love to Pat for me please." I said patting his hand. He pulled me in for a hug and started to cry. My heart sank. I hugged him back and frowned. "I better get her to bed. Sorry Steven." I said pulling away from him. He nodded. I carried Grayson in let Addison walk. She plopped on the couch. "Are you feeling alright?" I asked her. She shook her head. "No. My belly hurts." She explained. I nodded. "Why don't you cover up with mommy's blanket until I can get you upstairs." I said pointing to my comforter on the couch. She nodded. I set grayson down, and I called Lucas down. "Can you carry Addie upstairs and put her in my bed? She's feeling sick. And I need to get Grayson a bottle." I asked. He nodded. He scooped her up and kissed her head. "Hey, Pip. She's got a fever." He mentioned. I nodded. "I'll grab some Tylenol." I said. I walked into the kitchen and got the Tylenol out of the cupboard and then got Grayson a bottle. I walked up stairs and Lucas met me half way to grab him. "I will feed him. Take care of her. She looks whiter than a ghost." He said pointing. I grabbed a bucket from under my sink in the bathroom and set it next to her. "Take this sweetie. It will make you feel better." I said putting the syringe of Tylenol in her mouth. I covered her up because she was shivering and I let her rest. I sat on the couch with Lucas as he fed Grayson and I checked my phone.

Steven- I'm sorry for being such an ass lately. I don't know what has gotten into me

Me- It's alright. Addison is really sick.

Steven- Ya need me to come over and sit with her? I won't be sleeping any tonight anyhow.

Me- Naw. I'm fine. She's in my bed resting. Fever of 100.3

Steven- Sorry... I'll leaving you alone. Bye

Me- You don't have too.

He didn't text me back after. I loved him. And I wasn't over him. After all, he was my children's father. And we had been through so much. I missed him. And all I wanted was for him to be back in my life, hugging me when I was upset, drying my tears, and kissing my nose when I giggled. But it sank in. I wouldn't be crying so much if it wasn't for his cheating. Maybe this was a wake up call. But I wasn't waking up, and I still missed him.