"N-No... don't stop. Don't fucking stop." I replied and hugged him tightly, my voice thick with desperation and longing for him but I don't fucking care now. "I want this and I want you....Now."
"I-I....I can't do this to you but. It would be...just...
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Well this wasn't bad, at least we talked like normal civilized humans beings.
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I shouldn't have said that.
I really shouldn't have said that. I shouldn't have put foot in my mouth and now I really want to bang my head somewhere.
5 days had passed since our 'wedding' and I hadn't seen him even once after he dropped me to my office.
Yep...you fucking heard it right!
He didn't came home that night. I made dinner for him and waited till 12 for him to come home. In the morning I saw that the leftovers I kept in the fridge were finished but he left for office early in the morning everyday and comes very late and somedays I think he didn't even came home.
I am really so damn frustrated from his behaviour. I know he wants to avoid me but what about Sam. He constantly asks about his father from me and I just fucking hate lying or giving excuses to him. Every day he asks me about his father when he didn't see him having his breakfast with us. From what he told me, they used to have their breakfast together everyday.
I hate to answer him in negative always and see his sad face.
Can't he just fucking tolerate me while having meals.
Why does he detest my presence so much... I did nothing to him.
I checked the time once again, it's weekend today and I don't think he would be working on weekends too. Well who the fuck am I kidding, I shouldn't assume anything in his case.
Currently I am in Sam's room and we were playing together and now I am teaching him how to colour in his color book. He seems quite fascinated by different colours. "Will daddy have dinner with us today?" He asked in his soft voice, his eyes and hands are still focussed on coloring the figures.
Fuck....What should I reply?
Should I tell him the painful truth that I didn't even saw his dad from the last 5 days or straight away lie to his face, like I am doing these past five days.
After a pause of nearly thirty seconds, I decided to answer him. "Yep!" I said to him excitedly and he looked at me with big smile. It's good to see him smiling like that.
I saw the time again and decided to text him about the situation. I went outside Sam's room and took out my phone to text him.
'Sam was asking about you constantly so I told him that you'll be having dinner with us today. Please Come home, He really misses you.'
I typed the message and a very small voice back in my mind was telling me to add 'I miss you too' but I ignored it and sent the text. I scrolled up and saw all the three texts sent by me.
