He sits on the couch with a glass of water in his hands, looking around the living room like he never lived here before, it's almost foreign. I fold my arms and sit down on the other side of the couch, there is a long pause of silence as I sit there and he sits there.
"So, where is your fiance?" He questions with a drag, as much as I want to roll my eyes at his foolishness and kick him out. But, he and Tobias are kind of similar―dare I not say it in front of them―but neither of them gives up, Eric would sit out there wearing the wood off of the door until either the girls wake up or until he has splinters in his hands.
"Working late." If I tell him what's going on between us he would never let me hear the end of it, no matter what's going on in his life, "Why are you here? To get a free glass of water? And how do you know where I live?"
He rolls his eyes and places the cup on the table, "I found that out myself, don't worry about it and I just missed you. I really screwed up and I wanted to see how you are doing. I know you're going to ask me why at 9 but I've been thinking that maybe we can work some type of visitation for the girls, nothing will be the same for us but for the sake of my childre-"
That's when the door opens and I am met with Tobias confused eyes fulled with hurt and anger.
[Tobias]
What is this asshole doing here? Why is he sitting on the couch close to my fiance, "Sorry to interrupt." I spit bitterly and Tris sighs and rubs her face. I know she doesn't need this, but if you walk into your house and you see your soon-to-be wife sitting on the couch with her ex-husband of many years when I only have one year to that. So many bad thoughts are racing through my mind that I can't only help but to think of the negatives.
"It's not what you think," I see Tris sit on the edge of the couch, "We're talking about the kids before you have a fit." Looking at Eric, he's staring down at his glass of water with an annoyed expression, the last time I saw this jerk was when he signed those papers for divorce.
Eric shakes his head and stands up, "It's fine, I'll talk to you tomorrow, I have the same number so look out for me." She nods her head, "And by the way your pizza looks disgusting." And with that he walks out of the house, I hear him drive off, the tires screeching the pavement outside.
"What was that all about?" I try to play cool even though I am raging in the inside.
She shrugs her shoulder and reaches for a cup on the table, taking a big gulp from it, "Eric just wanted to talk to me about something, but I have bigger stuff on my plate." She stands up, picking trash off of the table and waddling towards the kitchen. I follow behind her and run my hands through my hair, beyond stressed out.
"And that would be?"
The stillness of the room is chilling as her back is faced from me, both of her hands placed on the edge of the sink, "What are you hiding from me Tobias?" She turns around, leaning on the sink, "I can't take it anymore, I tried to wait for you to tell me yourself but you couldn't. You leave me here everyday with the girls and each day I get closer to my due date, and I can feel it," She widens her eyes and places her hands on the underside of her belly, "So, what's really going on."
"I kissed Ophelia." I rip it like a band-aid, fast and quick. Yet, it seems that Tris still got the pain part because her face drops with shock and sadness. She looks down at her hands and twiddles her thumbs, "It was before I went to work about a month ago, I went to tell her that she needs to leave our family alone and she just kissed me and I kissed her back. I don't love her but when she kissed me it brought back memories, and I feel so bad for keeping this from you but I couldn't hurt you."
It is quiet and a lone tear slides down her check, she nods her head and stands up and walks away from me. She doesn't even waste a breath on me and I hear the door shut and the lock click. I kick off my shoes and run my hands down my face. Seriously, why do I always have to screw up?
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What About Us
RomanceTris is living the life; she is married, has two beautiful children, and works at an marvelous job. Things are going good and fine with her marriage until a tall, dark, and mysterious man―Four― joins them for a meeting and she can't seem to get her...
