Falling From The Floor

Crossing The Lines- Pt. 2

            CHERYL's POINT OF VIEW

The next morning, I didn't know how to feel. The things that I said to Tony last night made a knot form in my stomach. I messed up so bad. As I got dressed for the day and changed Ciyle-  I headed downstairs. I walked into the kitchen and saw Tony on his phone and drinking some coffee at the same time. I could already hear Cai in the living room watching TV and probably eating some (🤮....) damn cereal.

"How....did you sleep last night?" I asked him. He looked up at me and put his cup down. He continued scrolling on his phone.

"Good." He said in a dry tone.

I took a deep breath and patted Ciyle's back.
I then started to get his bottle ready.

"Are you going to come back to be with me tonight or....." I said as I looked up at him.

"No, thanks." He said so suddenly. I then put Ciyle down in his little seat.

"Tony-...don't do this." I said as I walked over towards him and reached out for his arm. He then pulled his arm away from me.
I put my hand on the counter and just looked down.

"I didn't mean....what I said last night." I said as I pushed my hair back out of my face. He looked up at me from his phone.

"I didn't need to know all of that. What? You trying to shove it in my face that he's better than me when it comes to touching you?" He asked as he scrunched up his face.

"No, I said that-...I didn't mean it. I just said that so that you would stop bombarding me with questions. Plus, I was tired last night. He came, yes but he didn't touch me inappropriately. I didn't ask him to come neither so, you can't blame me." I said as I started to get frustrated.

"I don't give a damn. I don't even know if I can trust you anymore, Cheryl. Especially around him. Hell no...you'll have to earn that trust back. I can't even look at you the same. I can't even touch or look at your body the same- it's not same anymore. Knowing that another man pleased you...in my bed....I don't feel special anymore."

"Just the same way that I didn't feel special when you fucked Kaitlyn behind my back in the same bed as well. How was I supposed to feel? Do you know what I dealt with? Not feeling good enough for my husband? Yeah, I-...you know what, right now is not the best time to talk about this. My child is in the other room and...if she heard this I wouldn't be able to forgive myself." I said as I continued making Ciyle's bottle.

"Look...I'm sorry. Alright? Damn. I only had sex with her three times. You just can't stop with him." He said as he took another sip of his coffee.

"I don't care, Okay? Now hush before she overhears this." I explained.

"And you're doing that same shit again like in the beginning. Calling her your child...like she's not my child too. You're gonna stop that shit." He said as he stated to walk out.

"What do you mean? Stop what shit? I gave birth to her." I said as I tilted my head at him.

"I don't give a damn about that, Cheryl. That's my child too. Common sense. Put two and two together. My dick and your vagina." He said in a harsh whisper. I put my hand up at him and he just walked away. He then came back and gave Ciyle a kiss on the forehead.

"Watch yo momma. She might just sneak off and go hang with Prince Dick-her-down-a lot." He said as he looked over at me.

"You're being real immature." I said to him.

After Tony left, I gave Ciyle his bottle and picked him up. I then made my way into the living room to check on my baby girl.

"Hey, baby." I said as I watched her eyes glued to the TV and eating her cereal.