Being Married to Sal

I'm so sorry

I decided to shower because you know I didn't have one in almost 6 days...bleh. I walked into the bathroom expecting Sal's crap all over the counter, but it was completely clean. How long has it been since he's been in here? I shook my head and jumped in the shower for like an hour....oops. I got out, got dressed, and went back downstairs. I glanced at the clock and saw it was 3:00pm. What the fuck? When the hell did we get back? Kerri and Shauna were still sleeping, but they deserved it.

I decided to go back upstairs and sleep. Was I really this tired? I brushed it off like nothing and went back to my nice, warm, comfy bed. The only thing I missed in it was--Sal. He's what kept everything away. And when I mean everything I mean the bad. He protected me and since I told him about this child I haven't talked to him, physically. I missed him, but he wanted nothing to do with this child. I mean yes, I don't like children, but I can't just kill it. Especially if it's our own child.

I sighed and stared at the ceiling. I then heard the front door open. Should I go look? What if the girls were leaving? Then I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I quickly threw the blanket over my head and I pretended I was asleep. The bedroom door opened and I felt someone touch me. I didn't move and then I felt the other side of the bed sink down. This person grabbed me and held me to them. Their scent was familiar. It could only be--Sal. Then he whispered the words I never thought I'd hear, "I'm so sorry." I felt tears run down my face, but didn't say anything. I couldn't.

I could feel his face buried in my hair and I felt tears fall into my face. Was he actually crying? There was no way. I looked at him and he was. He wiped my tears away and held me tightly against him. Did he want to be apart of my life again? I'm so confused and don't know what to do.