Need You

Delusional

The next couple of weeks went by quietly without anyone interrupting or ruining my happy streak.

I sat in my office reading through emails as music quietly played in the background. I have a boring busy life but at least I'm supporting my children.

A knock at my door broke my concentration. "Come in", I said as I looked away from my computer. The door opened and my ex sister in law, Alexis, walked in. She walked toward me then sat at the chair in front of my desk.

I watched her as she sat up and cleared her throat. I raised a brow at her. "My brother is either stupid or stupid", she said breaking the silence.
"I suppose he's stupid?", I said. She sighed. "Ever since I seen your kids I couldn't get Issac's face out of my head. I've seen that face before in my life.  Then I looked back at old family photos and Xavier has the same exact face as Isaac", she said.

I leaned forward. "Well I suppose since he is his child they will look alike", I pointed out the obvious. She looked up at me. "Im going to be honest with you, I never saw you as a person who would cheat. Deep down I  knew some thing wasn't right with the situation. I just couldn't stand there and try to stick up for you. I'm the youngest out of them all and you know what they always tell me..", she said.

"You dont know anything since you aren't mature and experienced", I rolled my eyes. She gave me a small smile. "I want those kids to have a father in their lives. So I'm proposing an idea that I trick Xavier into a DNA test then when the results come in he will know exactly if they are his or not."

"But they are. I didn't cheat"

"I know you didn't"

I sighed then nodded.

"Fine then what's your plan?"

We discussed a plan for an hour and so until she had to leave for a meeting. After she closed the door I leaned back in my chair and stared at mg door as I thought to myself.

What if he still denies them as his kids even after the test?
How would I be able to face my children and tell them who their real father is?
I've swore to myself never to go back to him but God has his plans and he lets his plans happen.....

I groaned and ignored all these futile thoughts.

Xavier's POV:

I sat in my office all day ignoring all my emails and calls. I slept 3 hours last night due to my thoughts over Ashlynn's children. His face....small but recognizable. I stood up and went to my file cabinet. I looked for a certain file.

Divorce. The file I dread the most. The day love was broken and true colors were shown. I took the file and sat down. I opened it slowly and the first thing I saw was the photo. The photo of truth.

I held the photo in front of me. Her face. So soft....so beautiful...so innocent. Not so innocent in this photo. Her body against another man's. A man who wasn't me. Anger filled my body and I put the photo away. I closed my eyes and breathed deep breaths to keep myself calm.

Why Ashlynn? We had a beautiful life together. We planned to have kids together. Kids who would come out like the ones you have. My eyes widened as big as saucers.

I turned to my computer and searched Ashlynn Martinez pregnancy. She gave birth on Novemeber 4, 2013. We had gotten divorced 9 months prior. "Exactly nine months....", I whispered to myself. I leaned back in my chair trying to digest this info correctly into my very shook messed up brain. This cant be....she cheated. Theres a 50 chance percent that the twins are mine and a 50 percent chance the twins are the guy's she cheated on me with. Nah, they cant be mine. What if they are? I shook my head and ignored my thoughts. They're 100 percent not mine.

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Would've put lemonade on spotify. Yes beyonce you could've but you made us suffer. Just like Xavier's brain is making him suffer with unorganized delusional thoughts.

It's been a while but school started almost 2 months ago and I've been stressing. No one told me ap us history was gonna be hard but thank God I'm dropping. Gotta keep the grades up this year so I dont have to work too hard in junior year. But you're girl is a straight a student right but just that little 86 in Spanish two but does Spanish actually count?

I might write one more chapter for this book tonight so stay tuned.

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