Dak 🏈
What did I do?
I sigh as I make my way to the door. I grabbed the keys off the counter and made my way to the driveway. I got in the car, starting it as well.
I back out of the driveway and head toward the kids school. On the way to the school, I received a call from Denise. I let it go to voicemail.
Within a good 20-30 minutes, I was at the kids school. I signed them out as the 5 of them came running up to me.
"Daddy!" They all exclaim.
"Hey kids." I say.
I gave them all a hug, picking up Nicole.
"Daddy." She said.
"Yes baby?" I say.
"I love you." She said.
I smile.
"I love you too baby girl." I say.
She smiled back, wrapping her arms around my neck tightly. I kiss her cheek and put her down.
I open the door and they all pile into the car.
My babies.
*****
I opened the front door and the 5 of them filed in. I chuckled as they all headed for the stairs, damn near running one another over.
"Be careful." I exclaim.
I close the door and walk toward the kitchen. Kimberly was at the counter on her phone.
"Hello." I say, having no idea that she was there.
She looked up at me, then looked right back down at her phone. I sigh. I sit across from her.
"Kimberly look-" I try to explain myself, but she cuts me off.
"I don't wanna here it Dak. I'd greatly appreciate it if you didn't try talking to me right now." She said, eyes glued to her phone.
I tried to speak again but she cut me off once more.
"I'm tired of talking. I'm tired of trying. I'm tired of being lied to. I'm tired of being tired. I'm just tired of everything. So can you please...not say anything else to me?" I say.
I put my hands up in defense.
"I'm gonna go find something to do." She said, standing up.
She was dressed in blue jeans and a black hoodie. She wore black sneakers to compliment the look.
She grabbed the keys and just walked out. I wanted to say something, but I knew it was best to just not.
*****
It was going on 12:00 and Kimberly was still not home. She's been out for 9 hours now. I tried calling and the calls went straight to voicemail. Some rung through, others went to voicemail immediately. That's how I knew she was hanging the phone up on purpose.
Just when I was about to call again, the front door opened. I walked down the stairs as quick as possible.
"Kimberly, where the hell were you?" I ask.
"Why do you care?" She said.
"Because you're my wife. And you barely said anything when you left, you just got up." I explain.
She shrugs.
"Are you hurt? Did anyone touch you? The least you could do is talk to me after having me worried shitless." I say.
She looked at me, then laughed. Loud. I gave her a confused look.
"What's so funny?" I ask.
"You were worried about me. That's what's so funny to me." She said, still laughing.
I frown.
"I'm serious Kimberly." I say.
She wiped at some fallen tears.
"So I don't take our relationship serious? Because all of a sudden you're so worried about me. After leaving me here to take care of the kids and be a housewife, while you're out using your dick to pleasure other women." She explained.
I sigh.
"Kimberly." I say.
"What Dak? What do you want?" She said.
"Stop." I say.
She blinks, not saying a word.
"I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry that I'm putting you through this." I say.
She ignored me as she walked around the kitchen.
"I love you Kimberly." I say.
"No you don't." She mumbled.
"Yes I do." I say.
"I don't believe you." She said.
I sigh.
"You know what..." I trail off.
"What?" She said.
"I can't. I'm trying, I really am." I say.
She scoffs.
"Yeah, sure. Listen, you can have the couch tonight." She said, walking toward the stairs.
"I won't be here." I say.
She turned to face me.
"Why? Because you're gonna be with Denise? Go on then, do what you have to." She said, waving me off.
She turned to start walking up the stairs again, but stopped. She turned back to face me.
"Just know that once you walk out that door...you better think twice before coming back in. And if she turns up pregnant..." She said, trailing off.
I just stare at her. She sniffles and wipes her face.
"Forget it. Do you, I'm done." She said.
She then walked up the stairs. I go to sit on the couch, holding my head in my hands.
Fuck!
