Makeup remover wipes S.M.

Chapter 27

She came up with some weird conditions for our divorce, I gave her the house and I'd pay child support and stuff but she doesn't want any of it. She just wants me to stay civil with her throughout the month pretending I love her as well as carrying her down the stairs and to her car every morning. I don't understand why but I'll do it if it means I'm out of this marriage. It was nice for a while but some things got too predictable and just flat out boring. "There," she lays breakfast out on the table doing everything as if nothing had changed she kisses my cheek as I sit down even though I don't acknowledge her.

"Come for breakfast," I call to CJ and Jaxon. Jaxon and Skylar are like best friends she's still very young but she loves having Jaxon around and she loves to play with him.

"Morning mama," Jaxon smiles handing her the infant. "Morning daddy," he walks towards his seat. The poor boy, I don't know what they'll do if I leave her, I don't know what she'll do. I worry sometimes that things in her life might be forever ruined by my decisions but she also never told me not too. She just wanted the reason that I really can't give her. I love her on a personal level but everything else has been extinguished. Our whole relationship is practically dead, she's been waiting so long for me to carry her around. I've been cleared for two weeks but I told her my recovery is slowed down so in her agreement it was simply if I was allowed to.

"Morning Jax," I lift him kissing his forehead. I've been lifting all of the kids and Reese knows my recovery isn't slowed down she just doesn't want to push me. She knows that if I wanted to carry her I would've.

"Wow, that's a lot of food," Justin raises an eyebrow at the meal she's made.

"Yeah, I was just really hungry," she shrugs and he rolls his eyes. I make no comment or judgment. She can eat what she's wants, it'd probably be healthier for her to gain some weight. She's not a healthy size for an adult.

"So, how's everyone?" My dad questions with his accent that makes my kids giggle. "Oh stop it," he waves a hand at them.

"Kids," I point and they stop quickly. "Be nice to him, he tries." I nod at them.

"You guys need to learn French so I can talk to you without sin laughed at."

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She walks out of the bathroom Skylar wrapped in a towel in her arms while she shivers. Reese shuts the door doing her best to ignore my presence but her gaze locks with mine every so often. She dries our baby girl and lotions her tiny body before getting her dressed. She's quick to fall asleep once her clothes are on. "Do you want me to take a spare room?" She questions meaning she'd go sleep with Justin. "I don't mind," she shakes her head and I shrug while she goes to change. She reaches for one of my shirts but instantly pulls herself away moving towards her own clothes in the place.

"Sleep wherever you want," I nod at her and she nods back.

"So you wouldn't be mad if I stayed in here?" I shake my head and she nods turning her lamp on and grabbing her phone for the flashlight while she turns our light off and slowly makes her way towards the bed. Her phone flashlight goes off and then quickly she turns the lamp off assuring her back faces me. She'll migrate during the night on top of me but I don't think it matter much I'm happy with Leah. "Why are you divorcing me?" She moves closer and slowly her head falls against my chest.

"Why should it matter?" I retort almost and she moves away. Her head in my chest was comforting and I know she'll move to bed with Justin after my harsh response.

"I was just curious, I'm sorry." She sighs moving a little farther away as if preparing to leave. "Just don't tell the kids." She sighs at the thought of our eight little critters, they're so full of energy and trust. "They'd be heartbroken." She sighs. "I'll tell them at the end of the month."

"Alright," I nod while she runs out with all that she can trying to escape the darkness. She's been afraid since people started braking in, she's been afraid since she was raped and I know that, and I really shouldn't be doing this to her I make it seem like I've gotten all I needed out of her and I'm done. But I did truly love her, given our story no one would believe that but it's true. "Yeah just for the night? The kids are asleep and she's probably gone to bed with Justin, I can move Skylar to her room and you and I can take my room." I smile. There's so much Reese doesn't know yet and I feel like a total jerk after all that she's done for me. Tomorrow is my fir session for tattoo removal. We vowed we'd never do this but I can't handle having it there any more and Leah doesn't like it so I'm getting it off for my new love. Although not many will be as supportive as Reese I'll still be able to find love and happiness elsewhere.

"I'll be there in ten," she giggles, I don't know why it'd be ten minutes considering she lives in Pickering but I honestly don't care.

"Don't ring the doorbell," I say somewhat sternly and she responds with an ok before the call is ended. I take Skylar into her bedroom which is shared with CJ and Jaxon. We don't usually keep her in here because if she wakes up then she'll wake the boys up and they just want to play but she'll be fine for one night and Reese will take care of them regardless. I shut the door again hearing Justin's panicked voice and her own shot voice and the tears that fall from her eyes.

"I was gonna tell him when we went out on our date but," she takes a long breath. "But he wanted a divorce and it wasn't even set up for me, I was too embarrassed." She sighs I just walk down the stairs sitting myself on the couch waiting for her to show up.

"Whatcha doing?" My mother folds her arms together sipping some tea.

"Do tell?" Her mom smiles falsely almost while they sit themselves on either side of me.

"I'm waiting," I nod pulling the wedding ring off, I never wear it around Leah she doesn't like it.

"For who?" They chuckle and I sigh.

"My girlfriend," I explain slowly while her mother drops her tea cup. It shatters against the hard wood floor.

"I'm sorry I'll clean that up," her hands shake more than Reese's did when I told her.

"It's fine, I'll do it," I reassure but even with shaking hands she tries to pick up the glass. "Does Reese know? God don't let her know," she drops the glass again smashing a couple pieces even smaller. "No please don't tell her." Tears fill her eyes.

"She already knows."