The Marine's Girl

Chapter 3: Hello Queen City

Standing outside the Chelsea, waiting for Aaron to arrive who is actually late for 10 minutes and counting. Flynn is starting to have her tantrums, my little girl means the whole world to me. I'm sure that all parents only wants the best for their child. Going out with Flynn and having the best time of our live is one of the best memories I want to keep forever, but having Daddy Aaron on the picture I don't think so. It's almost a year since went out as a family, I might sound mean but I just don't like doing things that I think is wrong. It was Nana Brit who brings Flynn to his dad because she's the only one I can trust who won't punch Aaron's face, like what Katie does.

I can hear my tummy begging me to eat before doing anything I would regret for my whole life. I carried Flynn and when to the coffee shop near the apartment even before I could hold the handle bar of the door, I hear someone calling me and honks the car like I was the one who is late. 'Fucker daddy is here.' I whisper so Flynn won't hear. Flynn can easily shift her mood from tantrum monster to a cute sweetheart when she saw her dad.

"Sorry if I'm late, got stuck in the traffic." He said as he maneuver's the car

"Its okey daddy, mommy and I isn't waiting for you that much long" Flynn said, opening her gift from Daddy dear

Oh! This kid. She lucky enough she's my daughter because if not, I would push her off the stairs, but of course I won't do that, I'm nice to all the kids I meet even if they're mean to me. She always makes me look bad or stupid in front of his Dad. While Aaron is driving, he handed me a black paper bag. "That's for you, Mom gave it."

"Your mom is here, when did she arrived?" I said

"She's not here, they shipped it along with Flynn's things, which I would probably bring to your apartment this Friday? Maybe?" He said

I didn't answer, and carefully open that paper bag that has been filled with staple wire. This shit takes a lot of my patience. It was a hobo style bag from one of my favorite yet so expensive store. Kate Spades. My face lighten, smile is threatening to show up, but I saw Aaron looking at me through the rear view mirror, so I decided to stick to my poker face.

Every time I look at the rear view mirror I can see Aaron looking at me. I fear for me and my daughter's life because if Daddy dear is looking at the rear view mirror the whole time, we might end up on a car crash and die. If ever that would happen, I would get back from the dead and kill him again. To destruct him, I put on my bumble bee shades. I'm not a fan of wearing shades, because most people I meet always tells me that I have a beautiful eyes. If I'm the one looking at it, I don't see anything special with my eyes, like what others see.

"Can we eat first before we go somewhere else? I said.

Aaron nodded.

Eyeing on his favorite restaurant Rack's that caters one of the best baby back ribs in town. It takes a few walks from the parking lot to the restaurant, Aaron holding Flynn's hand and her daughters bag to his shoulders. It was a very sunny day, perfect enough for my trip to Cebu later. There's a lot of things that is going to my mind, like what would or might happen on my Cebu trip. I even cared a lot more than my trip than this man in front of me. I never known anything about the Queen City of the South, aside from the fact that's where the battle of Mactan happens which lead to the killing of Ferdinand Magellan and the rest where history.

Aaron ordered the meal for 3. He sits beside me and Flynn sitting on the opposite side alone, who is starting to took pictures of me and his daddy while teasing us. I kept my head down to avoid the humiliating look from the staff of the restaurant, looking at my phone waiting for someone to text or call me and save me from this situation that I am in. The food arrives and as the waiter place it on our table, I can't help myself but to get a clubhouse and shifted the whole thing inside my mouth. While we were eating, I can somehow feel that Aaron's leg keeps on touching my other leg. Maybe he wanted a footsie fling, but I am not in the mood to do that especially with him, I kicked him on the shin and pretend that nothing happens.