Chapter 31
Michaels POV
I could feel my head spinning as I tried to eat dinner.
I kept missing the noodles with the fork.
I could feel the kids watching me, Aimee too.
I felt really bad for the way I Treated Aimee.
But I didn't hit her that hard.
What?!
I didn't!!! I just gave her a few taps, that's all, but I could have been a little less rough.
She shouldn't have moved away from me.
I wanted to kiss her.
And hold her.
She's my baby....
My...baby....
I suddenly realized what I had done.
Without thinking, I turned to her and grabbed her hands as I started to cry.
"Aimee, baby please forgive me!" I sobbed.
She looked at me then at the kids nervously.
"You guys done with dinner?" She picked up their plates and walked into the kitchen. "You guys can go play!"
They started giggling and ran upstairs.
I grabbed her waist still crying and pulled her to me.
"PLEASE!! IM SORRY!! I didn't mean to hurt you.... Please... Forgive me. Please...."
She sighed and took my face in her hands.
"You need to stop drinking. Okay?"
I nodded.
"Now I Think you need some sleep... You seen kinda dizzy." She said touching my head.
I groaned.
"Come on..."
She helped me upstairs and brought me to our room.
She helped me change then helped me in bed.
She put the covers over me and kissed my cheek.
She shut the lights and closed the door.
I sighed and covered my face with my hands.
I instantly started to cry.
What's wrong with me!?
What's wrong!
Why can't I just be a normal, smart person...
With a normal life.
I cried harder.
Why do I drink?!
That doesn't help you Michael!
I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair.
I wanna punch something so bad right now! I pulled at my hair.
I yelped, quietly.
Then I fell back on the bed again.
I rubbed my face.
I swear if this child is mine, I will-....well wait...
No.. I can't do that...
If it is mine I have to be a man, and care for it, just like I do my other children.
