#8 :: Not Everything Is Shared

53) JESSICA

Six Months Later...

"Jess... you know I love you and everything but this is ridiculous. You've been staying here for six months. You need to go back home." My sister Jenny said.

"What? I've been as quiet as a mouse! I help out! What's the problem?"

"True as that may be. It's not practical. The only thing that has actually worked in your favour by you staying here, is you're doing well on your course and you've excelled much quicker in your job. The kids are suffering though, Delano is suffering. I know you miss being with those kids. And I know you miss Delano."

"I just need time..."

"Time? It's been six months? Are you not listening? You don't need time. What you need is me! You're big sister to tell you to get out of my house and go back to yours. Or else at this rate Cassy may as well move on in and play mummy."

"Don't piss me off."

"What? It's true! You ain't there trying to be mum to your own kids and you ain't trying to hold down your man. So why not? I mean you don't even live in the house you own and pay rent. What kind of foolishness? It's Saturday. By tomorrow I want all your SHIT packed and you need to be gone. I love you that's why I'm being so harsh. You need this tough loving."

"Ugh. Fine!"

My sister was right. It's been six months and I still haven't got back with Delano. I thought by now I would have been over him. Instead I miss him like crazy. Not putting my kids to bed drives me crazy. I visit every now and then, I always pick them up from school. They see me. Most weekends I take them and have them here. Deandra too. I've just been so mad. Maybe too mad. Delano has been amazing. He got me the best solicitor and for that bitch to drop the charges. First time offence I got a slap on the wrist. I was lucky. How did I repay him? Still gave him the cold shoulder. This wasn't all down to him. Like my sister said I was doing well in other aspects. I'm on target with my course and it's looking quite good for me. I'm also a whizz at work. With Tasha now on maternity leave I run the gym. That frighten little person I was six months ago lives no more. I'm confident within myself and if I'm not sure then between Tasha, Natalie and their mum I have help. The staff team at the gym is like one big family. We all help each other out. That's what's taken a lot of my time. Yes I've neglected my mothering duties but I needed to do this. All I've ever been is a stay at home mum. Not that there's anything wrong with that. But I need for my kids to have a future where they won't want for nothing. I won't have to depend on the government to help me get by. I feel good. Earning a salary I've never ever seen before or thought I would see. But with the kids about to go back to school it's time mummy comes home.

I went upstairs to start packing when Delano calls me.

"Hello."

"I need you to come home now. It's urgent. It's about the kids. Hurry." He says then hangs up.

What the hell?

"Sis can I borrow the car? Delano says I need to go back to the house. Something to do with the kids."

"Yeah sure. Call me so I know everything's alright."

"Will do."

In next to no time I'm at the house and through the door. My hearts beating way more than it should as I panic with fear that something is wrong and I wasn't here.