The Maia and Ross Diaries 2

C65 - Little Things

The bad boy feels like everything, at first you think he is your mercy and your cruelty. He's exciting. His body, his smile. He might even have a mind of his own to think with. He's the sun and the moon until the day that he isn't. You're in love with him, until you aren't. I found that so hard to believe because after all that pushing and pulling in the relationship... I thought it would mean more.

Ross came home at daylight and I sent the harsh look his way without warning. I folded my arms sitting up from the couch where the two babies lied asleep last night before I took them upstairs. "I need to talk to you."

He looked so energetic and happy as he rushed over, greeting me. He leaned in to me and it brought me no torment to shift away from him. I didn't even know where to start; crackhead Marano dropped Tom and Jerry at my doorstep and made a break for it. The events of the night I never slept after came flushing back into memory. It still hurt to think about how I tried to fight back and lost. Lost everything.

I pulled his arm and dragged him upstairs. He laughed, "Babe, we could've done this downstairs."

"We are not doing anything! I'm not babe! These are your babes." I flung our bedroom door open where the two toddlers were sleeping on our bed. I was sure they were both boys.

"Fuck are they?"

I turned to him frustrated managing to shove him. "You knew. You knew!"

"Knew what!"

"You knew Laura was lying all this time! She had your kids while you were on tour, she never lost it in the bombing! You knew she already had them and you lied!"

He looked confused but I didn't let my guard down. I didn't have to press myself to read him. "Those are mine?" He ran his hands through his hair barbarously and I stood put with rage and questions filling my head. I took a look at the children before I could react again.

"I can't stay here. I can't be with you. You made me think I could trust you and got some other girl knocked up and gave her fucking twins. You didn't even think, about our twins! You just thought about your flat dick and slept with somebody else! And now she's pregnant, and you think you can just react! No. You are a father again and you are a parent again and that's with Laura!"

"Maia!" He yelled his head alarmingly turning to mine almost in a whiplash form. "I didn't know anything about this with Laura! She told me she lost the babies in that bombing! I never knew she had them earlier and while I was on tour? This - this - I didn't even know I had kids until just this second, only! What do you mean you're leaving me?"

In seconds he was already reaching for my cheek before I instinctively pushed him away. For some reason him holding me right now didn't feel right neither would it be right. "Don't touch me."

"Oh, for Christ sakes-!"

"Don't!" I shouted, no I screamed the loudest I could scaring myself and him, before he could even build up an excuse. I just couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't fathom the lies and the terrible things around every corner because it was killing me.

"All these years, most of them were amazing, and brutal, and I had earned your trust. I have never strayed, betrayed or abandoned you... but I've been stalwart, true, and loving to you because I put you before me! I put up with how you raped that girl. I stayed with you. I risked my life to save you from those thugs who put their hands on you and took you away - and I thought you would've appreciated me a little more! I stayed behind when you went on tour and I waited for you to come back like your bitch every time you left! I stood around looking lost, I got Starbucks poured on my head for you and I ASKED FOR NOTHING IN RETURN! NOTHING BUT FOR YOU TO BE HONEST WITH ME! AND YOU COULDN'T DO IT!"