Fifty Shades of Dove and Grenade

My Plan

I creek the door open. Oh shit! Not you! Anyone but you!
"What the f*ck do you want?!" I growl.
"Dude, chill I just wanna talk." He replies calmly.
"Ok, fine. You have sixty seconds." I clench my teeth together. I don't want tonight to end up like how it happened last time he said that.
"I just want to say I feel so bad for putting you in this position."
"You shouldn't have shown your weenie." I mutter.
"I know I shouldn't have, but I can't change the past. I'm sorry."
That's it?! That's all he's gonna say?! He can't change the past?! F*cking shit head! "Get out!" I shout, I hate him! "I know you just came to take Allissa from me! Well, too bad! I won't let you, bitch!"
"Yeah, I was going to ask you exactly that. I'm sorry, it's just, she's my daughter. She needs to be with her dad."
"You'll regret this!" I screamed as I ran out the door and slammed it behind him.
I light a cigarette, and start driving. My angry eyes become slits staring into the black abyss of the night. I hope I remember the address...
Smoke from my cigarette encircles me as I practice what to say to her.
As I arrive at my destination, I think to myself: Jordon's done so much shit, and kept it a secret from her. It's time she knew about all he did behind her back.
I chuck my cigarette to the ground, and crush it with my foot. I stroll, staring up into the endless void known as the sky.
"You're going to regret it, Charlie." I murmur to myself with a wicked smile on my face.
I knock on his front door. She answers it, Bingo!
"Oh, Matthew!" She holds the oak door open. "Come in!"
I walk into a cinnamon scented wonderland, the familiar photographs smiling at me. She leads me into the living room. The furniture lighting up the dark room, welcomed me as I sat in the black, leather chair.
"What are you doing here, Matty?" She asked, adjusting her glasses and ponytail.
"Well, there's something I need to tell you. I've kept it a secret from you for too long. You deserve to know this, Randi."