Unbearable

Chapter 23

~3 WEEKS LATER~

(Vanessa's POV)

Another day.

Another day in this hide out.

Another day to think about the betrayal that took place between my husband and my daughter.

Another day to want to do something. Anything.

And not know what to do...

Missing person. I was filed as a missing person.

The funny thing is though. I wasn't missing. 

In fact, I had just found myself.

Who I really was.

I was never Vanessa Chapman.

And I was NEVER EVER Vanessa Combs.

I was Christina and I had finally accepted it. 

Trouble was going to follow me wherever I went.

So why not let trouble tag along....?

For the first time, I was gonna do what Christina wanted to do 

No boundaries.

No limitations.

No regrets.

Let the purge begin...

I drove home. Three weeks in that sleazy Brooklyn hotel was enough. Enough to think. Enough to reconsider. Enough to attempt forgiveness. Enough to plot. I drove home. Wearing absolutely nothing but a trench coat. I'm sure Kenny would love this surprise. He never could resist me in my complete nakedness. I drove home. I was home. Finally. Home as in the house me and Kenny moved into together at the start of our marriage. Home as in the place where there was not one single place I couldn't think of where we didn't make love. Home as in where we raised our children. Home as in where I was betrayed and humiliated. I used my keys and opened the door silently. It was seven in the morning. No one was up. I creeped upstairs into each of the kids rooms. They were gone. I wonder where they could have been? I'm glad they were gone. They didn't need to hear us. They didn't need to make the mistake in seeing us either. I looked into the room that was once sacred. Once ours. There he was. Sleeping peacefully. My sweet baby. I couldn't wait to put it on him. I wanted to put it on him sooooo good! He deserved it. I took my sweet time making my way to his side of the bed. His head was turned to the left. I took my finger and softly guided it over to the right to look at me.

"Kenny," I whispered. "Baaaaaaaaby," I cooed in his ear leaving a soft kiss on his cheeks. His eyes opened quickly. 

"Vanessa?!" he called out in his raspy morning voice. "Oh Vanessa, baby please. Let me explain. I know I hurt you but--"

"Shhhhh," I whispered placing my finger over his soft pink lips. "I know. I forgive you." I smiled and he was all the more confused. 

"You forgive me? Baby no, I did the unthinkable. I don't want you to think you have to--"

"Kenny. I know it wasn't your fault."

"You do?"

I nodded with an undertone of understanding as I sat on the side of the bed. "I do. It was that damn Darryl. I should have know from the second she came in here with that little boy that she was a slut. And I should have listened to you." I said with a smile. 

I leaned in for a kiss.

"Wait." He demanded of me. "What about Chase?"

"What about him?"