Prologue

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Lori

"Please, Lori!"

Odell barked at me. There was too much going on right now and I was just about ready to go back home.nhome,Louisiana home .  We were beginning to argue about the same shit, and it was beginning to become tired and annoying. There were times when I believe it or not questioned as to why I was still with him. We've been seeking help, but with everything we're learning about each other  - it feels like we shouldn't even be together.

We weren't the perfect couple not one bit, but we knew how to be happy. I was supposed to be relaxing, excited, ready for mother hood. It's been four months since the our first child were born and instead of putting all my energy into them, I was giving it all to Odell.

"Leave me alone! I hate you." I felt my lips release, "Odell I hate you, so fucking much. You ruined my life!"

He stared at me tryna read if what I was saying was true. I was a little shocked it came out like that, but it was the truth. Fuck the whole relationship.

"So what are you saying Lori. You regret this shit, you regret being with me? You regret OUR family!" He pointed to the sleeping four month old who was  fast asleep in her bassinet. I'm surprised she didn't wake up from all our screaming.

I loved Odell to death but I was mad. I was so fucking mad. But not with him personally, I was mad at US. I couldn't catch a fucking break. He couldn't catch a break, and this therapy shit that was supposed to help us, it seemed like it was hurting us.

We stared at each other hard. I know he was sick of it just as much as I was, but he was willing to make this shit work. I was either or with it, I felt like I was at a point of no return. I glanced at the twins one more time then drove my eyes back to Odell. I was weak, and I was tired. I did know one thing though. I loved them all, but I felt like love wasn't enough anymore.

"Odell, no." I sighed, "I don't regret the life I have with you now, but I don't think I can do this anymore."

"So why did you say that, what the fuck are saying?"

His eyes scanned my body. He was trying to read my body language and it was saying everything my words couldn't. My daddy always told me to never quit but I was done. I was supposed to be fighting WITH him, not AGAINST him.

"What does it sound like I'm saying Odell. I'm sick of fighting with YOU!"

I didn't wanna break down but I did. I was dealing with enough shit with myself, with Odell, with and even with my fucking daughter. My damn DAUGHTER!

Enough was enough. I needed to find myself, but how? How could I do that.

I felt Odell wrap his arms around me bringing me closer to his chest, "Lori how did we get like this?"

I felt his hands rub my back up and down as my face buried deep into his chest. I lightly shrugged.

"I don't know. But I don't like this."

He sighed, "I don't either baby, but we'll make it. We've been through too much shit to just throw it away like this. Remember, I will always protect you."

I nodded my head, only wishing he was right. There was so much going on with me that he didn't know. Just like how there was so much going on with him.

Usually Odell was always there to save me, but this time I knew he couldn't. I had to save myself, before I even tried to put in the effort to save us.

Odell

Why us? What was it about us that made us go to certain extremes. I just wanted to finally be happy with my family but we wouldn't be who we are with out the fighting.

Lori thought I didn't know, but I fucking knew. I see right through her and that's what she doesn't realize. A lot has happened to us within the year, and I wanted to know what happened to that girl from the restaurant. Yeah she had a little attitude but she wasn't like this.

I just wish she'd really let me in. I know she trusts me but I want to be a bit more honest with me. She should tell me shit when it happens not last minute, but it wasn't about that.

I was sick of fighting with Lori, and I told her ass this 'therapy' shit wasn't gonna work. I loved her, but after all this shit now; I felt like I was being pushed away. I wanna be with her so much and really make us work and become happy again, or at least 'our' happy but when is enough - ENOUGH.

I couldn't give up on her though. Not her or our daughter she needed me just as much as I needed them.

I promised her a while back that no matter what, I'd always protect her. From any and everything even if it's from herself.

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