"Stop rolling your eyes at me" he says as he slows down at the stop light. Sticking my middle finger up at him with a fake smile he chuckled showing his perfectly white pearly teeth.
"You know I would stick mine up at you back but, I would prefer...
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"10076"
"10077"
"10078"
"10079"
"10080" fucking minutes since I last saw my wife and daughter. One whole fucking week since everything went down. 7 long fucking days since I have had a good night sleep.
That same night after she told me that sentence, I was so shocked I didn't see when she left with our child and I haven't visited since then.
I just can't get the thought out of my head that my own wife hates me so much... she wanted to kill our child. Why not kill me and let the innocent child live. This whole thought has messed up my mentality. I wish I was back inside that coma honestly.
She hasn't tried reaching out to me since then...she only sends pictures of my daughter every morning and every night captioning it 'She is alive' with a middle finger emoji. Petty I know.
"Liam, when do you plan on going home?" Aden's voice brought me out of my thoughts but I didn't answer him. I have being staying in his penthouse since the fight and let's say it is going terrific but I didn't want to stay alone because I think I might kill myself.
"No offense but you are stopping me from getting laid....all the guys wanna run when they see you" he adds.
"Last time I checked I was on no property that named 'Aden one night stands house' and 2 get a damn hotel to get laid" I told him while sipping my whiskey. "Uh" I hear him murmuring as he walks away. "It's not even your house" he murmured more.
"Ding" I hear my phone as it vibrates notifying me that I got a message. Switching the phone on I saw it was a message from my Dear oh wife. Opening it...it was a picture of my daughter holding her bottle with her middle finger up and a laughing emoji captioned it. Great
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(Imagine the baby held up her middle finger ok)
'Petty much' I replied, shaking my head at the picture. This is what she does. Looking at the time I saw it was 8:30 am. Grabbing my MacBook I find my way into Aden's home office getting myself ready for a meeting I have with a client at 8:40.
