Meant To Be

Chapter 11:

When once again the Alarm made the most disturbing sound, I had no choice but to open my eyes. The bed felt cold...too cold, and as I look to my right I can see that she's not there. The time on my phone read 7 am, so why wasn't she here, under the covers like she's supposed to?.

As I make my way to the bathroom I noticed that the clothes I threw on the floor the night before were no longer there. She probably picked them up because as I look to the corner of the room, I can see them in the hamper.

Last night I had a few glasses of whiskey, nothing major and I was glad because a hangover right now was not something I was looking forward to.

What she said to me last night broke my heart. She was right...this kid did not deserved the life that he had, so I promised to myself to try an be polite about the whole situation, she wanted to handle this....so I was going to grant her that much.

I settled for a simple dark blue suit, there was still a lot of work to do at the factory, plus I needed to start the process of hiring more men to guard the house, specially with the upcoming meeting of the council from New York.

I made my way to the kitchen. For some reason even though our dining room was more than big, I always liked to have breakfast in the kitchen with Carmen, on her little table were she usually takes her meals. 

I can hear giggles as I come in, the nice smell of coffe entering my nostrils. My wife looked beautiful...as always, her hair on a simple ponytail, the sporty clothes fit her nicely. Her white converse put a smile on my face.

" Mr. Andrews....coffe?"

" yes Carmen...please"

I sat down next to her, right in front of me was the little fragile boy. He wouldn't look at me, he was scared...I could tell. Veronica started to get up but I hold her by the arm, I didnt meant to look agressive but when the little boy jumped I instantly let her go.

" Is ok...Archie is just playing with me, aren't you Archie?"

She looked at me mad, and I deserved that look but all I wanted was for her...for them to stay and have breakfast with me.

"  don't leave...have breakfast with me...please"

She didn't bother to answer me, however she extended her hand and ran it thru the little boy's hair. I could see the small smile on his face.

" go ahead Michael, eat...Archie is not gonna do anything to you ok."

We ate in silence...the four of us, including Carmen. I manged to watch him while I ate, it was difficult for him to grab the spoon with his small right hand and I felt sorry for him. At such a young age to be traumatised by abuse, that was simply sad.

" Are you gonna be gone all day?"

I was surprised she asked me. Maybe she was trying to make conversation but it still felt good...maybe deep down we cared about one another.

" Probably...I have some work to finish up in the factory...what about you?"

" Im taking the day off...Michael and I are going shopping....he needs some new clothes"

" well... Whatever you need....whatever you BOTH need, go ahead and buy it...do you need my card?"

" No thanks...I do have a job you know, I can afford my own things"

" I know...and I don't care. Take my card, I'll have the bank send you one under your name"

She took it without respondig, maybe she didn't want to fight in front of the poor kid.Either way I was glad, I didn't want him to see me as a monster...he has had enough of that.