The other women

The sound of your cry

Elvis held the front door open for you and the little one, the tension between you two had grown since you were seated in the car heading back home to Graceland.
All you wished for at the moment was, he never took the damn offer for the satellite show, that Catherine didn't had call in that minute, if only she waited 10 minutes to call maybe everything wouldn't have been so complicated like it's right now.

"Can we talk honey" he whispered in to your ear, while holding the door for you, you didn't say anything, you didn't even give him a reaction.
You walked upstairs with the baby in your arms.
Everything was so real now, all the memories floated back to you.
You walking around waiting for the little one to pop out, the phone calling, to you laying on the floor, surrounded by your water and tears and Jerry trying to pick you up.

Elvis let out a breath and tossed his head down, he knew he was wrong for being with another woman, but he knew it wasn't that was bothering you.
It was his lies, his almost 9 months lie he had kept from you.
He threw himself on the couch, throwing his hands up to his eyes.
His mind kept going back and forth, figuring out what to say to you and how it would end if he stepped on your feet again.
The thought made him sick to his stomach.

You walked down the stairs, looking into the living room were he was laying flat down in the couch. You could see tears had been streaming down his cheeks, his burning red eyes looked up at you.
As much as you hated him right now, you couldn't stand the look of his misery.
You still love him, you knew you always would. Ever since the day you walked in to conference room, you could the feel pain of love growing inside you.
"Baby, you have no idea of how much I hate myself for what I di" you interrupted him with a short hush,
You slowly walked over to the couch, say down beside him.
The look of his face, shot a pain to you heart.

"How long?" You said in low voice.
"Honey don" the tears started coming down from his eyes again.
"Elvis answer me... how long" a lump of your words sank to your stomach, you had to look away to not cry.
"Since the last tour..." he took your hand with a firm grip.
You quickly pulled your hand away from him and stood to you feet.
All your emotions were mixed up inside of you, anger, grief, sorrow and sadness were burning through your eyes.
"Baby let me explain" he said

"Do you... oh gosh sigh* love her" the words were hard enough for you to say but it harder for him to hear.

"I-I what no honey, I love you" he stood to his feet moving slowly towards you. He stood there in silence.

"Elvis you stuttered... do you love her!" You voice card hard and clear.
"I don't know Okay! everything is so confusing right now... I love you baby but..."

"What Elvis! But what tell me!" Your voice were filled with anger!
"For nine months I have been carrying our baby! OUR BABY!
While you have been out there screwing around with some whore!" The tears were streaming down your face.
"Omg I should have known... of gosh what an idiot I am!"
Your mind came clear for a minute and you remembered everything that had been happening the last 9 months, you had just been way to focused on your baby to not see the full picture.

"What are ya talkin about" Elvis sounded a bit frustrated.
"You never touched me or loved me the last 9 months because you were scared but now when I see the full picture, it's because you had been screwing around behind my back!
You bastard Elvis! I thrusted you...
I should have known, I should have listened to Jerry." Your eyes was painfully red and wet.

"What the hell are ya talkin about! What did jerry say!" He walked up to you inches away from your face.
"Tell me!"
You stood to your ground trying to look stronger than you was at the moment.
You both just looked at each other for a few seconds in silence but it was interrupted by the sound of a baby crying in the background.
You snapped out of the eye contact, and made your way upstairs.

"We are not done here" he yelled after you.
"Oh... I think we are" you said.
His face went blank by your words.

You could hear his loud footsteps walking up the stairs.
"Put him down" he demanded
"No! What are you talking about"
"I said put him down"
You were confused by his words but did as he told you to.
"Now come with me"  he turned around and walked out of the room.
Your feet hesitated with each step you took.