My Best Kept Secret (MBFF Sequel)

Chapter 4

Oscar

Cortez sat on his bed stairing off into space, completely numb to everything going on around him. He didn't hear me knock, come in, or see me sitting in front of him. He looked like he was falling into a black hole of dread and depression. I didn't know how I was going to tell him what the doctors said but, I know I need to do this. "I know we haven't talked much since the accident but I would like us to spend some time together. Would you be willing to eat dinner with me tonight?" I asked. Since Hermione ended up in the hospital Cortez would go see her after school and then go stay at Hermione's Abeulita's house.

I know he blames me for Hermione getting shot and I can't blame him. I know it was my fault and I'm ashamed of it but he's my sin and he can't just ignore me forever. "I already told Abeulita that I would be at her house for dinner tonight." He said making me want to roll my eyes but I held back. "I hate to be the barror of bad news but she called me. She asked me if I would tell you, she is going to Brentwood tonight to get a clear mind. She needs a break from all the running back and forth to the hospital. She has decisions to make and she wants to make them with the best intentions. So you have to stay here tonight." I explained hoping he wouldn't lash out at me.

"Do I have to eat dinner in the kitchen?" He asked making a faint smile spread across my face. "You can eat anywhere you wish as long as it's with me." I told him trying to make him smile just a little. He was in a deep depression and I can't let him think it's okay to go through it on his own, he's my boy. "You can even pick what we eat tonight." That made him perk up just a smidge more. "I want albondigas but I don't want to eat it here." I nodded telling him to continue with his stipulations. "And I also want to eat in the hospital with Hermione. I know she wont be able to eat with us but she's family and if we have to have this dinner together I want to have it there, with her." Maybe it will benefit him in the heal process, to have this time with just the three of us. "If that's what you want, I'll make it happen. I'm going to start cooking, you get dressed. When you're done, text your Tio Tito and tell him to watch the crib." I told him before leaving the room.

Hermione

It's time for Oscar to be home from work and he's late, for the third time this week. The time just keeps ticking by and nothing. Dinner was already finished and I was done waiting. Grabbing Gabby I put her in her high chair. I made her plate first so it could be cooling down while I made mine. My heart ached as Gabby and I ate dinner together without Oscar for the third time this week. This is not the life I signed up for when I chose to marry Oscar. We were supposed to be a team, this is not a team nor a family. I felt lonely, more lonely now than ever before.

After dinner was finished I washed the dishes then gave Gabby a bath. Once it was nine at night I was more angry than heart broken. I decided to lay Gabby down for bed and I had made up my mind, I was confronting Oscar when he gets home. Why in the hell is he never home when he's supposed to be? I can't believe after being married, having a baby, and moving out of Freeridge with him this is how he treats his family! I could feel the rage boiling in my chest as the front door opened slow and quiet. Oscar came creeping into the house around ten forty five, he get's off at seven! He was hours late and I had no patience to pretend otherwise.

"Where in the actual fuck have you been?" I asked in a stone cold calm voice. "Out." He responded with a dull not in the mood kind of tone. "Out? Really?" I questioned in an accusitory mannor. "You got somethin you wanna say? Aye puta?" He yelled at me as if I was just another vato out on the streets. ""OSCAR CORTEZ DIAZ!" I yelled at him for the first time since I was a teenager. His head snapped up to look at me, it was actually like he realized what he had said to me. "I am your wife and you will speak to me accordingly. Who the hell do you think you are walking up in this house at twelve at night? You missed dinner, putting Gabby to bed, and now you think you have the right to speak to me as if I was another one of your cholas. If you think I'm going to let you sit in this house that we both worked hard for so we could raise our child in a safer enviornment you've got another thing coming. So, either you can sit down and have a respectful conversation that I as your wife deserve or you can pack a bag for the night and stay wherever you've been that's more important than your family." I had finally put my foot down and I wasn't going to pick it back up for his attitude.

This wasn't the Oscar I loved, this was someone else. "I can't believe you're choosing to do this after everything we've been though. After everything I gave up to give you the family you asked me for. Just take everything, once you leave don't come the fuck back either. I don't want you around my daughter ever again. Not until you clean up your fucking act. And since you're making this decision very clear to me, I want a divorce." I told him with no remorse. He has done Gabby and I dirty one to many times. "I'll be back to see Gabby. You can't stop me from seeing my child, Hermione." He said as he packed the last of his things. "You chose to stop being able to see my daughter when you put that fucking powder up your nose and leave us for someone else. Don't come back, I will call the police and have to arrested." I meant what I said as I took the house key off his keyring. "Get out." I said in a harsh dead tone. He rolled his eyes one last time before walking out the front door.