Here And Now

15. Drama

"I was there, Weston. Stop. Fucking. Lying." With all my might, I shove him away. He lands painfully hard on his ass, shock apparent on his face.

"Wait! Wait, April, I can explain."

I continue stuffing the suitcase with my shit, not bothering to give him a reply.

I look up only when a voice interrupts us.

"Hey, bestie. Let's go." Mattie stands at the threshold of the room, a hand on his hip.

"Don't worry, I already went upstairs and packed my babies' bags. They are all strapped in, now come on, chop chop fold fold." He gestures with his hands.

"What the fuck is he talking about?" Weston stands up furiously.

"Oh you, I have words for you, but I made a vow to myself that I won't be wasting my time on people who don't deserve it." He flicks his eyes all over Weston in disgust, all while chewing on his gum.

"I don't fucking care what you have to say to me, my family is not going anywhere!" Weston wags his finger in Mattie's face.

"Take your disgusting fingers away from my beautiful face, or I will bite them off." Mattie doesn't even flinch.

I slam the suitcase shut, interrupting their showdown. I walk over to Mattie, who gives Weston a lasting glare before walking away.

"April, baby, wait-"

I whirl around so fast I am surprised I didn't break my neck.

What's more surprising is the handprint that is turning red on Weston's cheek. I didn't even realize that I hit him.

"I. Am. Not. Your. Fucking. Baby."

I take advantage of the shock and apprehension on his face to turn around and leave.

Once outside, I put my suitcase in the back of Mattie's car. Walking over to where the kids sit, strapped into the backseat, I lean over to give them each a kiss.

"You guys stay with Mattie Uncle for a while, okay? Mommy will come over shortly. Have fun, but not too much, alright?" I whisper to them.

"Mamma, what's wrong?" Kayla cries.

While Dexter is still a toddler and doesn't understand much of what is going around and is happy to just roam around from one place to another, my Kayla is very smart.

She knows that us staying at a hotel last night and now that we are having an impromptu stay over at Mattie must mean that something isn't right.

"Are you and Daddy fighting? Please don't fight Mamma." She cries her face red. My heart overflows with emotion, my throat closes and my nose starts tingling. I can't see my sweet girl in tears.

"Shh, baby, don't cry please?" I wipe away her tears, "Me and Daddy aren't fighting, we just had a disagreement and now I am going to talk to him, okay sweetpea?"

My heart thuds. I have now lied to my daughter for Weston. Just how far are you going to fall Weston?

"Pwomish?" Dexter, who I didn't know had been listening, asks me. His big blues eyes looking up at me as if I had hung the moon and stars in the sky.

"I promise." Another tear, another lie.

"Okay." Kayla says quietly.

I kiss their cheeks one last time before closing the door. Mattie has climbed out of the car and seen everything. He gives me a disapproving look.

"You don't owe that asshole anything, April. Come with me and the kids, let him rot in his explanations."

"I'll have to face it one day or another, Matt, sooner rather than later. Besides, I owe myself the story." 

"Call me when you are done." He sighs.

"I will. Drive safe."

I stand in our driveway for a few more minutes after they have drove off.

Once I have gathered enough courage, I go back into the house and upto our bedroom.

Mine and Weston's.

I stop short in the threshold when I hear his sobs.

I finally recognize this new feeling that he invokes inside me.

Disgust.

"Stop with your drama."

He looks up, his eyes red.

"April! You stayed..." He starts to approach me, his arms wide like he's going to hug me. I step back, flicking a disapproving look at his open arms.

He drops them, but the hopeful look on his face stays.

"You said you could explain, didn't you? Then explain."

It's showtime. Let's get this shit over with.

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