It's Not That Easy.

Chapter 11

Melanie's POV

Before I could even take a single step up the stairs, I was stopped once again by Justin. But this time, I was taken by surprise when he said, "I want full custody on her."

I turned around to face him and looked at him with so much hatred. All I saw from him was regret and sadness. "What?" I snapped at him. He was about to say something but I quickly walked up to him, making him stop. "Wait wait wait. No. Who the hell do you think you are?! You're not even considered as Alana's father!" I yelled at him. His expression changed when I said that. He was just as furious as I was. "Heck, you're barely even here to know what it's like being a father!" I spat at him.

He scoffed at me. He was being ridiculous right now. I mean seriously, who did he think he was? I basically raised Alana all by myself and now that we're divorced, he wants to take away his daughter that he never even bothers to see? I was fuming with frustration. "I may not have been here with her but I want Alana to live with me." He growled.

I scoffed. "In what home?!" I yelled. "Justin, you're always on the fucking road! It's better if she lives here! With me!"

He shook his head. "Here? Oh yeah, another thing. I thought I was the one who owned this place?" He titled his head, taunting me.

"Are you kidding me? We both own this damn place." We were yelling back and forth. I was surprised to see that Chaz or Ryan were still sleeping over us screaming.

"I'M the one who's paying for this shit! You can move out for all I care!" His voice full of hate.

"You know what, fuck you! Alana's staying with me! I don't give a fuck what you've got to say in court because I know that I'll be the one with full custody." I told him.

He didn't respond, making the room full of tension and our heavy breathing. "I'm so fucking glad I divorced your fucking ass Melanie. Didn't think I would actually last this many years with your bitchy attitude." He spat out. His voice filled with so much hatred.

Low blow. Like things could get any better, I felt tears slightly forming when he said that. "You don't know what I've been through because of you." My voice croaked. "I should be the one filing the divorce because you don't know what type of bullshit you put me through everyday!" I yelled.

"And to think we were this perfect fucking family. Fuck that shit Melanie. That's bullshit. I fucking hate you. I fucking hate how I wasted my life with you." I couldn't speak. I couldn't move. I simply kept my head hung low as he told me these horrible things that I never imagined him telling me. I felt him walking closer to me and suddenly stopped. "I fucking hate how I had my first child with you. And I hate that I married you." He spat in my face.

I gaped at him in complete shock and heartbreak as the tears silently fell from my eyes. We stayed like this for a few minutes. We stood in front of each other as the room echoed with my gasps and sniffs. "How could you--" My voice cracked and I couldn't finish my sentense. My face was wet with tears, but I didn't care. "I hate.. I hate you." I said softly as my shoulders shook as I cried right in front of him. He simply looked at me with no expression in his face whatsoever. I held onto the railing of the stairs to support myself up. My legs felt weak and numb. "I can't do it anymore." I whisered to myself.

"Just give it up Melanie." He said bluntly. I didn't move and had a firm grip on the railing. "No one gives a fuck anymore."

I shook my head lightly. "You think this is all an act?" I muttered. "I'm heartbroken Justin." My voice was weak but I kept talking. "It's like you forgot everything. Don't you remember high school? How we met? How crazy we were about each other? You told me you'd give up anything for me. You said you wanted to have a family with me.. I had my hopes up when you kept telling me these wishes and dreams of yours that were mostly about me. And now that you have everything?"