I locked up the house and thought of what I was gonna do since Tig did something he knew would piss me off.
when he called I seriously wanted to tell him to get fucked but I didn't.
"don't come home you're not welcome. my lawyer will call you tomorrow." I say
"why are you divorcing me?" he asked
"you cant respect the fact I didt want you to give that crack fuck a dime. so its over. I'm divorcing you. I'm not gonna deal with you shelling money to that piece of shit when ever she needs a quick fix. I have two important people to think about and not some low life crack whore." I say
"I didn't give her money" he says
"Tig I'm not stupid you all use the bags you gave to dawn to transport money" I say
"but the money I gave her isn't real" he says
"you still fuckign gave her money Alexsander. you didn't tell her to go back to her drug house and fuck off you bought into the pitty shit story. and you didn't fucking say shit or do anything but comfort that whore when she called our boys bastards. so its over. it kills me to do this but I have our boys to think about" I say before I hung up and turned off my phone
I sat there crying from the heartbreak and so much more.
after a bit I managed to calm myself down so I don't stress my boys.
I went to my office and started looking up different names for them as well as fliling for divorce.
after I got that underway and I settled on two names I went to clean up and crawled into bed.
I had managed to get possibly three hours of sleep before I could hear someone coming in my house.
I grabbed my Glock from my bed side draw and quickly slipped out of my room.
When I walked to where the light was I could hear sobbing.
I looked an see Tig sitting there crying.
I sighed and put the safety back on before I laid my Glock down and walked into the room.
"you cant do what I ask you Alex, can you?" I asked
he looked up and his face was blood shot red. you can tell he had been crying for a long period of time.
"did you your bike here?" I asked
"no Koz brought me home and dropped my bike off" he says
I sat down across from him.
"why?" I asked
"she's my daughter" he says
"who wants nothing to do with you till its time to conjure a shitty story about Fawn being admitted to a hospital for bulimia or some shit. when its actually for her quick fix. she hates the fact that you are breathing. she cant stand the thought of being around you. but she knows you'll always give her what she wants despite the way she treats you." I say
"I know" he says
"yet you still give her anything she asks for." I say
"you don't understand. you're not a parent yet" he says
"I'm not fucking stupid and I don't need to be a parent to know how shitty she is being with you. yeah, I dont have my own child or this case children but let me tell you something if one of our boys or both of them ever fucking treated me like you shitty daughter then you bet your ass I'm not gonna help them or allow them to butter up to me just for some money. My two boys ever treat me like your two girls well they will find out how I'm not gonna look over it or cave. they will find out how I will disown them like they had me." I say
"they never was like this before" he says
I shook my head and got up.
"please leave I am not gonna waste my breath on this shit anymore. you want to make excuses for those two pitiful excuses for daughters then leave. I am not gonna change how I feel about them. and I will not put up with this anymore." I say
" no I don't wanna leave and I don't want a divorce" he says getting up and coming over to me.
"well I don't want my husband to go against my wishes of giving his daughter money yet you had" I said
"it wasn't real" he says
"you still gave her money weather its real or not." I say
"please" he says as he dropped down to his knees.
I just walked off after grabbing my gun.
I headed back to bed ignoring Tig and his crying.
