Two hearts.
Two souls.
One child.
A brave man, working hard to give the best life to his family.
A selfish woman, who hasn't really come to terms to her new reality.
She leaves.
He stays.
What happens when she decides to come back?
Will she be able...
There might have been a time I would give myself away Once upon a time I didn't give a damn But now, here we are So what do you want from me? -Whataya Want From Me by Adam Lambert
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DELILAH
The sand felt good under my feet. Surprisingly, the beach wasn't too crowded and I had the chance to relax, look at the soft waves of the ocean. Waves that seemed to be washing away the constant ache I felt.
I was tempted to call Liam and tell him to meet me there, but I knew that I needed this time to myself. Time to sort my feelings and thoughts, more than anything to remind myself that I was here for Adrian, that no matter what Liam and I would always have the connection of our children. I sat down, watched families play in the sand, having the time of their life.
Everyone had problems, I was well aware of that. But times like this when you are tested, it doesn't seem like anyone else's problems are as difficult as your own. That's exactly what this felt like, the biggest test in my life.
I brought my knees up to my chest and closed my eyes, the soft breeze hit my face and my heart felt a little bit lighter. We'd be okay, whether together or apart, we'd find a way to raise our children together, in a healthy way.
There were unavoidable conversations we needed to have, things that would probably still be hurtful weeks, even years from now, but we'd find a way. We always did.
"You come here often?"
I opened my eyes slowly. That voice... This could not be happening.
"I know Liam didn't like coming here. Never understood why until you came back."
I sighed. I wanted to be alone to clear my mind and instead I was met with such unfortunate circumstances. There was an evil, sadistic glint her eyes, one she couldn't hide at all. Choosing not to pay much attention to it, I stood up ready to leave.
"Why are you running?" Carissa asked with a chuckle. "I just want to talk, see how you are doing."
"We both no you don't give a damn," I replied cooly.
"You're right, I don't. But I can see things aren't going very well. You look like shit and even look like you gained weight."
Yeah, bitch, I'm pregnant.
I smiled. "Well, thanks for the concern but I don't need it."
I started walking away but Carissa followed, keeping up her pace next to me. Maybe all she wanted was to talk, yet something told me to run far, far away from her. She was not to be trusted.
"He's going to tire of you, you know that? Just like he grew tired of me, he'll get bored of you. Especially when he realizes what a shitty person you are."
