BY DEMARCO'S STANDARDS (Part 5)

Paying For My Mistake

"What the hell are you thinking". Sam screeched and smacked me across my cheek.

She took several steps back from me. "Are you insane Demarco? You just can't up and kiss me when you like. We are divorced. You chose Ivy over me and now your married to that leech."

"I didn't fucking choose Ivy over you". I roared. "You fucking ran out Sam when I was trying to explain what was going on in my fucked up head. You fucking left me."

"Hold up a minute Defucko". Sam hissed waving her hand in front of my face. "If memory serves right you told me you fucking loved that cunt. That you wasn't sure about us anymore. You gave me no choice but to go. What, did you expect me to stay while you decided who you wanted?"

"No,Sam I didn't". I said looking toward the ground. "But you wouldn't listen. I had so much more to say but you bailed. Just like when you accused me of Ari, you only hear what you want to hear."

"Really Dem? Because what I heard was I don't love you anymore. Our marriage was a mistake. I think Cruella D'Ville could be the one." Sam screamed getting worked up again.

"I was fucking confused". I yelled back bending down in her face. "I thought you were dead. I'd been in that coma for so long that my thoughts became my reality. Fuck I didn't even know myself anymore. And you, you are the one person, hell the only person that knows the real me but you turned your back on me".

"I turned my back on you". Sam screeched. "First get the fuck out of my face before I do something". She threatened me.

I bent down closer until our noses nearly touched. "Are what cupcake? What can you really do to me you little short shit. Get your bat again huh? When you fight me it's the equivalent of being attacked my a munchkin".

Before I could say more Sam's heel rammed into my dick. "I might be little but I can still leave my mark ass bag". Sam said snidely.

I hunched over cupping myself as the bitch laughed. "I should've done that a long time ago."

Snarling, I rushed toward her and tackled her to the ground. "Let me go". She demanded.

"Not until you listen you hard headed bitch". I yelled. "I fucking love you. Not her nor anyone else. I know I fucked up and I wish everyday that I could take it back. I know I lost you and I don't blame you for leaving but fuck Sam just try and understand what I was going through at the time. I need you to be there for me".

"Be there for you?" She scoffed. "Why should I? You've never been there for me Demarco".

"That's a bullshiting lie Samantha". I barked. "I was there for you through your darkest time's. When you came back to this backwoods town to visit it was me who saved you. It was me who ended those fuckers lives to save you and insure they'd never harm you again. It was me who got your mother the help she needed and supported her. When you worked at that greasey bar when I met you it was me that picked you up because I couldn't stand the thought of you walking. Me that bought you a car. Me that paid for your schooling. Me that made sure you had it all. And now, here I am to save you again. I'd die before I'd let you go down for this."

Taking a deep breath I continued in a horse voice. "So don't you dare look me in the eye's and say I was never there for you. I'll always be here and there's nothing in the world that can change that. Not you, not Ivy, not even this fucker your dating. No one."

Sam's bottom lip began to quiver and my heart melted. "But it was you that hurt me so".

"I know baby and it kills me that I did". My voice ragged now, my eye's watering. "I lost the best thing I've ever had when you left."