Happily Never After(Sequel to Stereotypical Love)(BWWM/Interracial)

Things fall apart

Ava's P.O.V

The soft glow of the digital clock casted a shadow on my seated form that was being greedily consumed by the thick darkness. Patience. A trait I lacked but in this particular situation I was willing to sit in the deafening silence all night if that's what it took to get answers. Answers I deserved to know the truth about and I wasn't afraid to use force to get them.

My left leg continuously bounced creating a tempo that matched the rhythm of my uneven heart beats. The girls fell asleep hours ago leaving me alone with my thoughts and the monotonous silence. The silence only aiding my mind to leisurely scroll through its now most resent worries. Worries that dragged along with it a stormy grey cloud that hung over me its potential rains threatening everything I once held close and dear.

I didn't cry, actually I refused to allow the tears that occasionally stung the sensitive flesh of my tired eyes to fall. The salty droplets never solved anything in fact they only made everything that much worse. I refused to allow them to fall because it wasn't worth it. I was an emotional hurricane on legs and that wasn't just because I was pregnant but much more. The disgusting flimsy lace material I clutched in my weak grasp was the reason. The material contacting my flesh felt as though  it was burning a hole through my hand, the burning sensation helped register some type of feeling seeing that I was numb. Numb to the idea that this was now a reality- my worst fear being recognized proving all my suspicions correct.

The sound of the front door opening and closing caused me to snap out of my solum thoughts straighten my posture I mentally braced myself for what was going to happen. I knew that I needed to be strong not only for me but more importantly my children and that was exactly what I was going to do. My eyes turned to the doorway waiting to see his tall suit cladded form  and that it did a few seconds later. "Ava?" His deep voice asked moving so he stood in the threshold leaving a few meters between our bodies yet my heart accelerated to an inhumane speed when I felt his burning gaze on me through the soft darkness. I didn't think this through. What was I supposed to say to him? Where was I supposed to start a conversation like this?!?

"Baby it's late what's wrong?" He asked moving so he stood in front of me in the now light room his calloused hands attempting to caress my cheek before I shot up. "Don't touch me Bentley. How many are there and do you refer to them all the same way?" I asked my question coming out calm when on the inside I felt as though lava replaced my blood viciously flowing through my heated veins. "I don't know what we're talking about." He said slowly looking at me suspiciously. "This may help you remember." I said through grated teeth before throwing the black piece of cloth onto the coffee table.

"We're talking about your underwear?" He asked looking between me and the piece of skimpy lingerie that now sat on my glass coffee table. "That, sure as hell isn't mine so cut the crap Bentley!" I screeched any attempt to conceal my anger at this point surely failing miserably. "If it's not yours then how am I supposed to know who it belongs to?" He asked stuffing his now balled up fists into the pocket of his navy blue suit. "You must think I'm really dumb right?" I asked waiting for an answer from my husband who's blue eyes were now glued to the size two underwear.

"Dumb enough that I can't put...,""You're just going to jump to a fucking impossible conclusion Ava so yes I think you're dumb. Is that what you wanted me to say?!?" He growled stepping closer to me so my rapidly heaving chest now brushed against his torso. "Bentley you're testing me at the wrong time. Just tell me...who's. Is. It?" I asked slowly moving so I could put some space between us. "Ava I don't fucking know but what I do know is that I am sick and tired of your accusations!!" He screamed which only caused my silent anger to rare it's ugly head making itself known.