The Ties That Bind

Chapter 21

Shit was hectic now. Did I really take it too far? Did I really push too hard?
I love Ava. I love the hell out of her. She was the first girl, I ever fell in love with back in high school. Back in the day, we used to do everything together.
I was a popular guy in high school but Ava wasn't. She was the shy, pretty nerdy type. The type you go for because she's different and no one else will.
My boys made fun of me everyday for liking a nerdy girl but I didn't care. She made me feel different. Wanted. Not just because of who I was or who my family was.
Even if I wasn't popular, I was known because of my pops. The biggest drug king there is. Once I was older to collaborate I did, my pops put me in...
It was nothing I wanted to do but I had too. My mom was a prostitute back then and the shit was embarrassing. Ava knew all of this and everything about me. She didn't judge me because of that shit. That's why I love her.
I proposed to Ava straight out of high school. Really at our prom night but a real one at graduation. Over the years everyone was rooting for us to be together. Hell I was rooting for us. She was my queen.
I married her at the age of 23 we are both 28 going on 29 now. But after our first year of marriage shit went down hill.
I started cheating. With all types of bitches. Friends, old friends, cousins, it didn't matter to me. Shit was rough at home with Ava and I. I didn't want her to go off to college. She wanted me out of the game, I didn't want to do that. So I finally decided to let her go to college not without me. I took up photography and shit too even did a few classes of interior and design so that I could stay close to her. She got fed up with the possessive ways and the cheating and the last straw was this particular night.
******* (Flashback )
I just started working my regular job down at the hospital. It was a small receptionist position. Ava was off shooting pictures and doing work of her own. That's what she did a lot of times these days.
I started hanging with Lacy and eventually we started fucking around. I started being home less coming home late, if I even did at all. I started doing my own thing.
But this particular night was my fault. I fucked Lacy on Ava's and I anniversary night. I forgot we had dinner planned and Ava was out again. I thought she was out working but she was out prepping for dinner. I had Lacy come by at her usual time and we screwed , in our bed. Ava walked in and it was dark as hell but she heard enough and stormed out. I ran after her, she threw her ring at my face and from there on out, I didn't see her for five years. It bothered me awhile because lacy even stopped fucking with me. So I went back and did what I did with my pops.
Until one day Lacy saw me and decided to hit me up. Slipping up telling me where Ava lived shit been hectic every since.
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I've been up at this hospital since yesterday morning. Staring at my beautiful baby girl. She looked exactly like me. I was able to give blood for her transfusion because I wasn't positive for HIV or nothing else. Thank God for that. I hoped and prayed this would bring Ava and I closer together instead of fighting. I felt bad even taking her to court. But if I hadn't I don't think I would be even meeting my baby girl.
I sat in the nicu holding her. I rocked her and rubbed her chubby little cheeks. She weighed 5'1. Brown complexion she even had her moms dimples. I rocked her until she fell asleep in my arms. Soon they would be taking her up to surgery. I put her back in the baby bed and looked at Tre holding the other baby. He was a handsome little fellow and looked like Ava too. It was a bitter sweet moment for all of us. Nobody came out winning we all came out with a pieces missing and it was Ava. This bind that we we're all in had us stuck together. Nobody wanted to face the truth or the facts. So they played a dirty game. No matter who got hurt.
I haven't heard from Lacy for months and I'm starting to think she kept the baby and moved away. Her apartment was still in good standing what other reason would she have to run away? That night I went through her place I found this number 765-555-2895 and I said I would check it out. I decided to call a friend I had back at the station to get it traced for me. He owed me a favor anyway.
I placed the call and he told me he'll get back to me when he had some information for me. Until then I had a score to settle. I walked over to Tre and asked him to talk. He hesitated at first but what the hell we all here now. He put his son down and we parted in the hall.
"Look man, it's been some shit since we met I really ain't mean for shit to go this far but it has. I ain't gone say I apologize because I don't. We both we're fucking with each other and I still wanted my wife. You out of everybody should relate right? " Tremaine said. He was right. Because I did too.
"You're right because I still want my wife. And you are in the way of that. " I replied. I wanted to talk with good intentions but now I was getting irritated.
"She's made it clear now and then that you are the furthest she thing she wants. Let's be clear. She left you for 5 years and then some during your actual marriage you do the math brutha. But so far as me and you it went above and beyond it was only twice nothing more nothing less and most definitely never again. I'm in love with someone else and that someone is your "wife"." Tremaine stated.
He tapped me on the shoulder and walked away.
"yeah we'll see about that. " .....