Choices - Dilmer fanfic

Twenty One

—Noah! Pack your things! Dad will be here in seconds! —I shout from the kitchen, while I do the breakfast dishes.

Anthony, like he told me, he is picking the children up to celebrate Noah's birthday. I feel bad for making them go, because I know they are disappointed too. But it's their father, and I'm not going to be the one that makes them hate him.

Anthony knocks on the door punctually. I open it and I let him in without waving or saying anything to him.

—Guys, dad is here! —I shout to them.

The girls appear in the entrance with their little bags for the weekend, as they are sleeping at Anthony's tonight.

—And Josh and Bentley? —he asks, looking uncomfortable.

I turn over and walk to the living room to take both of them from the floor. Right after that, I go back to Anthony and hand the boys to him.

—Demi we should talk... —he says seriously.

I laugh evilly at his comment and I refuse to do it.

—The only thing I have to tell you is that we are done... I don't want to try it anymore.

Anthony's face turns worried.

—But Demi... I'm sure you could change your mind... You still need time... —he tries to convince me, but I know exactly what I feel.

—No, I'm sure. We are never getting back together —I clarify, leaving Anthony open-mouthed—. See you tomorrow —I smile to the little ones.

They leave and I close the door, feeling good to lose sight of Anthony. I look around the empty home and I notice how clean it is, mostly because Mark cleaned almost all the house after the disastrous party. That's why I decide to take a shower, cook my lunch and lie down a little before eating.

I close my eyes and I try not to think, but instead, a silly teenager smile appears on my face when I think about Wilmer. We kissed yesterday night and I honestly realized that I had been wishing to do it since forever. On the other hand, I'm quite scared about feeling this way, because it might be too soon to fall in love with someone else. But, what can I do if I feel the joy I haven't felt in so long?

I get up and take my phone from the night stand, then, I text Wilmer.

Me: Hiii 😊

Me: I had fun yesterday... Anthony took the children for the weekend... Would you like to hang?

I leave my phone back, now on my bed, as I wait nervously for his answer.

Wilmer: hello☺ I had so much fun too😉 I'd like to but the karaoke...

—Shit! —I groan.

Me: Oh, true😞 Okay, don't worry

I'm about to lock my phone, but he replies right away.

Wilmer: Hey, I've been working a lot on weekends nonstop and like I'm the only worker, I legally have a day off each week... I never use it and no one has rented the karaoke tonight, so I could leave at 9pm

Wilmer: Dinner?

I jump out my bed and I scream.

—Yes!!!!!

Me: Cool! 💃 9:15pm at the port?

Wilmer: Good 👌😊

***

I am spending the morning over thinking about tonight. I can't wait to be with Wilmer, but I doubt about what I am doing... Is it okay? What do I feel about Anthony? Would my children understand? Am I cheating? I shake my head and I think about what I deserve and want for once, so I decide to search for some beautiful clothes and enjoy the moment.