Damaged Hearts

Chapter 3

Nicole

   It's 5am and I haven't gotten a wink of sleep. My dad left around midnight after I lied and said I'd be okay. My stomachs in knots thinking about what the hell I'm telling the kids. Brian's not stepping foot in this house so this is up to me.

"Where's dad?" Landon asks after I pick the kids up from my parents. They tried to let them keep them another day so Brian and I could talk but that's honestly the last thing I feel like doing. There's nothing to talk about. We're done.

"I don't know." I tell him getting started on cleaning up the kitchen. I don't even know how I'm functioning right now, I'm so tired.

"Okay...how was the wedding?"

"Good." I say with a hard swallow. It was the opposite of that. Well the wedding itself was beautiful but as far as my enjoyment of the celebration...it was earth shattering.

"There's dad!" Audra goes to the front door and looks out the side windows. My stomach flips, why is he here? I feel sick to my stomach.

"Where's your mom?" I hear him say, Audra responds that I'm in the kitchen and he rounds the corner. When I see him, my heart drops. He looks terrible, like he didn't sleep last night either. I wonder where he even went. I doubt Zach let him crash at his place and Trent obviously just got married, no way he'd bother them.

"Can we talk?" He asks. Both kids standing, watching the exchange between us. He's holding an envelope in his hands. My stomach turns, they've got to be the papers. It feels like a fever dream, nightmare rather.

"Can you guys go up to your rooms please? I'll come tell you when we're done." I tell the kids and they leave us be. Brian waits until he doesn't hear them on the stairs and both their bedroom doors shut. He opens the envelope at the counter and grabs a pen from the drawer.

"I signed already." He hands me a pen. Tears fill my eyes. There's absolutely nothing he could say right now that would make me take him back or forgive him but the fact he isn't even trying is what hurts the most.

"How long were you messing around on me?" I force myself to ask even though I don't even know if I want to know. It's not like anything he says is going to make it better.

"I'm not answering that, just sign the damn thing please." He says refusing to look me in the eyes.

"Oh I'm not signing until you answer my questions."

"Why? It's none of your business."

"None of my business?! Until I sign those papers I'm still your wife so you're gonna be a grown man and tell me everything."

"I just don't see what that's going to help."

"It's going to help me understand how much of a dick you actually are. That's what."

"Whatever. Fine, ask away."

"How many." I cross my arms.

"How many?" He questions."

"How. Many. Women. Did. You. Fuck." I say through gritted teeth. That's a question I've never anticipated to have to ask anyone. Especially my husband.

"2." He looks down at the floor uncomfortably.

"Monica and who else?" I test. He looks up and over the counter into the living room before answering. He doesn't want to say. But he knows he has to. "Do I know her?!" I ask trying to get him to spit it out. He nods his head yes, I do know her. The hair on my body stands.

"Cheyanne." He says and I see his eyes haze over with tears.

"Trent's ex girlfriend Cheyanne!?" I raise my voice at him. Is he actually fucking serious?! Cheyanne and Trent were on and off before him and Cassidy got together. Even in the midst of him and Cassidy's break they got back together. My stomach turns as my mind processes another thought that I am scared to even ask but I have to.