Be Alright: Somebody To Love #6

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Madelyn’s POV

         The days passed slowly. Everyday I felt more and more smothered by Justin. The only time he wasn’t constantly watching me was when I went to the bathroom or took a shower. I tried to not get worked up about it. I knew he was just doing it because he loved me. But it didn't change the fact that I hated it. I knew he wouldn't stop. It was like the more I resisted his constant worrying, the more he worried.

         Although Justin wasn’t the only one smothering me. Stella and Aria didn’t leave my side when they were awake. If I was making dinner, they were in the kitchen. If I was on the couch, they were on my lap. If I was taking a nap, they were right there on the bed with me. Stella continued to have nightmares, so I continued to sleep in her bed for most of the night.

         On Monday, after I had been home for two days, it was time for the kids to go back to school.

         “I’m not leaving! I can’t leave you!” Aria screamed.

         “Why do I have to go to school?! My show starts next week! I want the week off!” Stella sobbed. She had a point. Next week she would start her online classes and start working on her Disney Channel show.

         “Justin, maybe we shouldn’t send her to school. She’s right. She only has this week left. Who cares if she misses the last week?”

         “I care! You should care!” He exclaimed.

         “Well, I don’t. Stel, you don’t have to go to school.” I let her off the hook. Justin was exasperated and marched up the stairs before slamming the door to our room.

         “Mommy!” Aria screamed louder.

         “Baby girl, I’ll be right here when you get home. Now go have a good day at school.” I smiled at her as she stomped out the door behind Aniston and Kingston.

Justin’s POV

         I had been looking forward all weekend to having Madelyn to myself. All the kids were going to go to school and Madelyn and I were going to have all day to sort out our current issues. And then, she found a way out. Letting Stella stay home would mean we wouldn’t really be able to talk about anything.

         I had lost my temper. I knew I shouldn’t have reacted that strongly, but I had been holding back over the last three days. Madelyn had been so cold to me, except for her brief moments where she apologized. I just wanted to fix my marriage, but she was making it so difficult.

         I wanted her to come upstairs and apologize and hug me. But I knew I was dreaming if I thought there was even a slim chance of that happening.

Madelyn’s POV

         “Where’s Daddy?” Stella asked at lunchtime. Justin had been upstairs for four hours. I knew he was probably sleeping, but even if he wasn’t, I wanted to let him cool down.

         “Probably asleep upstairs.” I said casually as I opened the fridge and searched for something to fix for Stella and I.

         “Are you and Daddy still in love?” She asked, hopping herself up on the counter.

         “Of course we are. Why would you ask me something like that?” I shut the fridge and went over to her, giving her my complete focus.

         “I don’t know,” She looked down, but I knew she was holding back on me. “You guys don’t act the same around each other anymore. You used to always hug and kiss and hold hands and say, I love you, but now you don’t even talk.”