Picking The Pieces Back Up (IAFD Sequel)

The Papers

Drew's POV:

"Please let me speak to her..." I plead with Jenza for the millionth time tonight.

"Drew, I can't. I'm glad she went to me, but I am in no place to tell Darai to speak to you... She's livid with you, you have to give her space."

I rubbed my face violently and hung up the phone. I didn't want to hear excuses from anyone on why my wife did not want to speak to me.

I get it. I FUCKED UP. But, Darai needs to listen to my apology! I've tried so hard to find her and get her to reason with me, but everytime I try she pulls a knife out on me. Me! Her husband! That pent up anger should be directed towards her parents, not to the one who has been by her side through everything.

What made me feel worse about the situation is that, she is no longer friends with that Ceal guy. The one friend she actually made, she lost because of me...

*Flashback*

I violently stopped the car in front of my destination, not caring how I parked or not. I jumped out of the car, not even bothering to turn it off. I threw the cigarette that was in my mouth on the ground, stepping on it right after. There was a reason why I was here and I was going to get some damn answers today.

Stomping up to the steps, I bang on the front door. The door opened to reveal a very confused looking Ceal with no shirt on. Not giving him a chance to ask me why I was here, I jumped at him holding him in a chokehold.

"You fucking asshole! Where is she?! Where is my wife?!" I yelled, squeezing his neck tighter.

"What are you talking about, let me go!"

"Don't play fucking stupid! You've been messing with my wife and she ran off with my kids! I know she's fucking here!" I tightened the grip on his neck. 

To say I was angry would be an understatement. Darai abuses me then takes off with my fucking kids. Like, what kind of mother or wife does that? 

Ceal suddenly gets out of my chokehold and punches me straight in the face. I stumbled a bit, but when I looked up Ceal's fist was met with my face again. Now I know my face is probably badly bruised. I never healed from Darai's asswhooping either.

I swung harshly, and knocked Ceal in his nose. Even with that hard hit, Ceal was not backing down. He tackled me to the ground and landed hit after hit on my face.

I elbowed him in the stomach and got on top of him, landing my fist on his neck. I wanted him to feel the pain that I feel at the moment. 

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" I heard from the door. It didn't sound like a woman, it sounded more like a man's voice.

Next thing I know, I'm being harshly pulled off of Ceal in a submission move. 

"GET THE FUCK OFF MY BOYFRIEND WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

Wait... Hold up...

BOYFRIEND?!

I wrestled out of the man's arms and turned to look at him. He was pretty built and looked like he'd knock my ass out with a poke.