Chapter 20

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Katie Beckmann

I stood in the door way of the nursery and watched my daughter, who was now a year and a half, smile and giggle while her dad played with her.

I love having a child, I'm never alone.

Thomas sat Sarah back down in her crib and she fell right asleep. He walked up to me and grabbed my hand.

"Where are we going?"

"To the couch!" He smiled.

He sat down and pulled me into his lap.

"Csi:Miami!" I shrieked.

"No. Law and Order!" He pouted.

He's so cute when he pouts!

"Did you just have a baby?" I asked.

"No?"He looked confused.

"Well I did. And I want to watch Csi:Miami." I said while I snatched the remote out of his hands.

"Hey! That's not fair!" He said with sad eyes.

"Aw. Baby, life is never fair." I said with a wink.

He mumbled something but I couldn't quite get what he said.

I ignored it like he didn't say anything and turned the t.v on.

As my favorite show came on, I sang to the music that always comes on in the beginning.

I know the beat and the words by heart! I've loved this show ever since I was 6.

Half way through the episode Thomas still didn't look too happy.

I playfully nudged him with my elbow.

He glared at me.

What did I do?...

My eyes were starting to tear up because I couldn't have him be mad at me for nothing, right?

"I'm sorry." I burst into tears.

I got up and ran to our room.

I slammed the door. I walked into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked so ugly, and hopeless.

I decided to take a long hot shower.

We're leaving in two days for California. I can't have us fighting..

I collapsed in the shower because my legs were too weak.

Memories started to file into my head. The times he hit me.. Did I just save myself this time? Would he hit me? If I just sat there crying? No. He promised he'd never hit me again.

But the past will repeat itself atleast once again.. It just can't happen right now..

I was 30 minutes into my shower and I was still crying.

It's hard not to think of what he could've done if I didn't run off crying into my room. What happened between us before we started Csi:Miami? Was he that mad that I stole the remote from him? No. He can't be that childish.

Just then, I heard a knock on the door.

"Kate, let me in please..". His voice..

"I'm in the shower, so I can't really help you on that one. I'll talk to you when I get out." I responded.

I heard his footsteps walk away.

Thank god he left.

But before I was almost calm, I heard keys.

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