I woke up the next morning to Daves snoring. I quietly snuck out of bed. I went to check on the kids, before going down stairs. I sat in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in front of me thinking about how my life has changed drastically. I was supposed to be happy right now with Tyler, Dave was supposed to be in prision not ruining my life. I got out the laptop and was scrolling through my facebook when Dave came downstairs. He smiled at me and opened the fridge door. "How are you feeling", he asked. I'm feeling much better", I said smiling and giving him a quick kiss on the lips.
I made breakfast while Dave was in the shower. When he came back down stairs he was in his work uniform. He ate without saying anything. Before he left he gave me a quick kiss on the lips. After telling hm to have a good day he was out the door. The kids were still sleeping so I looked online for places to send them. About 20 minutes into my searching the kids all came downstairs. i gave them their breakfast and told them that they could watch cartoons.
At around noon I had finally found a safe place to send my kids. I knew Dave would never be able to find them. I looked up what day flights would be coming and going. I needed to send them away as soon as possible. Friday was the only day that I could find that Dave would be at work. I was going to book the trip, but then I didn't want Dave to look up in the history and find it. So I deleted the history and grabbed my cell phone.
I called the number and bought tickets. I can't believe that in 2 days my kids were going to be leaving my life. I started crying at the thought. When I went into the living room the kids were all staring at the screen mesmorized. I sat down on the couch next to them and watched cartoons. I must've fell asleep, because Dave woke me up when he got home from work.
I started making supper once Dave had gotten me fully awake. Dave and I were making supper together tonight. We were talking about his day at work when he brought up our 2 month anniversary that was this friday. I told him I didn't know what we should do. We continued to make supper in silence after that. The kids ate first and then we sent them to bed. We ate after they were in bed. Dave and I were quiet. He didn't seem to want to talk and it kind of scared me. He usually always talks at supper. When I asked him what was wrong he kind of just shrugged it off.
I did the dishes alone that night while Dave went to bed early. After the dishes were finished I went upstairs and crawled in bed. Dave was sitting on his side of the bed crying. "Baby, what's wrong", I asked him crawling over to him. "Nothing", he choked out. "Please tell me, I hate seeing you like this", I whispered. "They're looking for me", He whispered. "Who is", I asked? "The cops", he said. I scooted closer to him and grabbed his hand. I knew that anything I said would make it worse so I decided to be quiet.
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