LENA POV
"My darling, I want you to calm down. I really do, and I want you to sit back and think about this. Going to Africa is not, well, I don't believe it would be a wise choice." I hear Denni say calmly as I have pulled my suitcase out of my closet tossing clothes in it.
I was headed to the airport on the next flight to the fucking Congo if I could help it, and I was gonna go there to ring Tess' neck. How dare she?! HOW dare she say the shit she said in that letter and in Stef's?!
"Lena, honey..." I feel Denni gently grab my arm as I look at her, the fire inside me raging.
"Denni, I know you care, and I know you are trying to help but I am over her. I am over her and her shit and her messing up my family! This has gone on long enough, and I am over it! I am over her! I don't care if she's fucked up in the head or what's going on with her, but done! DONE!" I take another shirt from my top drawer as Denni grabs both of my arms now forcing me to look at her as I can see the worry and concern on her face.
"Sweetheart, I know. I know. Her letter was disturbing to say the least, but I think going over there and trying to locate her, could be very disastrous. And your children? Your son's court date tomorrow? I am not trying to downplay the obscenity of her letter, but I think it would serve you better if you just breathed and relaxed."
"Denni, she came after me, and my family okay? She...she dared to mention Will!!!!! Will!!!! She...she did and has and..." I say being interrupted by the doorbell as I let out a sigh, rolling my eyes.
"I can get it. And tell whoever it is to go away. Please sit down, sweetheart and breathe." She says trying to calm me as the doorbell rings again and I move away from her looking out the window, seeing Stef's car.
"No, I'll get it. It's Stef." I sigh now knowing why she is here as I head to my door, for this was too damn awkward, it really was, as I open it seeing how angry she is on the other end.
"Len, are you okay? Are you?" She asks stepping inside as I nod my head and she goes to grab my hand. "I will handle this, and I will handle Tess. Do not be upset over her shit, baby." She says as I rub my forehead and look over seeing Denni walk into the room as Stef stares at her and my head and emotions are filling my body again.
"Hi, Stef. Denni." She says politely walking over and extending her hand out for my ex to shake but Stef just nods her head instead which was very rude of her. I knew Stef could be nicer, and so did she and this was not helping anything right now. Nothing.
"I remember. Listen, no offense. Denni, but I need to speak with Lena alone."
"No offense taken, Stef but I am pretty sure it is about the letters which we are fully aware of. I can assure you that Lena will be fine, and I can comfort her." She says gently grabbing my hand as Stef stares hard at her. This is beyond awkward now more than I realized but I am not in any mood for some kind of a pussy war between these two which I could see was brewing already.
"I'm sure you can, Denni, but this is not only about Lena but our kids too. It doesn't concern you."
"Stef." I say looking at her as she turns to glare at me.
"It doesn't, Lena. It's about things she doesn't know and things about our kids that I prefer not to go past you or me."
"Wait, what do you mean our kids? She mentions our kids?! Are you serious?! Where are the letters?" I ask in a panicked tone as I can feel the room spinning from my anger once more and the anxiety rise within my entire body again. "Stef! Where are these letters?"
"Can I speak to you, Len?" She whispers as I have lost all patience now.
"I'm here, right now! Speak, Stefanie! What did she say about our kids? Tell me!" I snap as Stef glares hard at Denni. Very hard and directs her gaze back to me clearing her throat.
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An Imperfect Love Story - Book 8
FanfictionThis is what some would call an "imperfect love story." In the previous book of this series called, Sweet Family of War, Stef and Lena ended their very toxic marriage which was not only affecting them but their four childen whom they both despera...