the confession

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"My love..." I hear a familiar voice coming from the door. I look at and I see him stand by the door with a soft expression, he's holding a care package. "Babe?" I get up quickly from the couch with my eyes slightly widened but also relieved that he's home. "I'm sorry for leaving you like that...", he walks over and hands me the basket full of care items and pulls me into a big warm hug. I don't say anything and hold him tightly, taking in his warmth and enjoying the affection.

Suddenly, he pulls away and his expression changes and he looks worried and troubled. "Is everything okay?" I look up at him with a concerned expression, but he looks away... almost like he's afraid or something. "I have something to confess..." he sighs and places his hands on my shoulders. Suddenly, I feel butterflies in my stomach, anxious about whatever he's about to say. "What's the matter, Ikenna?" I ask, my voice raspy because of how nervous I am. "Lia... I cheated on you with this girl named Kendall. Please just hear me out on this, please!" he grips my shoulders and his eyes are filled with desperation but now, I feel like im about to faint. The room is spinning and my mouth feels dry, what's happening to me? Is this real life? I stand there in shock, not saying a word.

He wraps his arm around me but I push him away from me "Get your filthy hands off of me!". He starts walking back towards me with his arms out, "Baby, please lets-" I cut him off, "Get the hell out of my face and take your black ass back to Africa!". He stands there stunned for a second but then he sighs and starts to gather his belongings to leave. I sit on the bathroom floor crying my eyes out, thinking about where it all went wrong... A few minutes later, he walks to the bathroom and stand in the door frame, "So this is really it?". I turn around and yell loudly at him "Get the fuck out of my face right now!". He leaves the house with a guilty and saddened expression.


-a couple of months later-

It's been a couple of months and I've just had the baby. I haven't heard from Kenna in a while, but I really do miss and think about him a lot. As i'm in the hospital bed lying down thinking about him, I snap out of my thoughts and sigh, "I've gotta move on...". I get up out of the bed and grab a cup so I can get some ice. As i'm walking with my walker to the ice machine, im looking down at the floor and i accidentally bump into someone. "Im so so-" I look up and gasp at the familiar face.

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