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part i - chapter iii. week ii

"That was stupid of me." Angie muttered as she took a seat in Tristan's car after he had saved her from her daughter's wrath when she opened the door to find her mother standing on the other side. Tristan had gotten back just in time to stop Angie from backing into the street, seeing as Zayla had been taking steps forward and causing her mother to walk backwards. All the neighbors had come out to watch the scene unfold. Thankfully, Tristan had come home and quickly jumped out of his car to stop Zayla by sending her back inside and dragging Angie to his car. So now, Angie was reflecting on the unintelligent decision she'd made by deciding to come to Tristan's house, especially when she knew that if Zay saw her, things wouldn't end on a good note.

"Yeah, you think?" Tristan sarcastically responds. He honestly didn't know why Angie would even consider coming to the house they once shared. He came to the conclusion that there probably wasn't much logic behind that choice so he didn't hold it against Angie for too long, although he did agree that she was stupid to show up at the house.

"Sorry." The woman said. She had been saying that five letter word a lot lately however she usually didn't get the forgiveness she wanted.

"It's fine. Just don't come without calling first." Angie silently nodded because that's what she should've done in the first place. You would've thought she had learned her lesson from the first time she'd showed up unannounced.

"So, why'd you come here?" Tristan asked after the two had been sitting quietly for a while. Angie cleared her throat.

"I wanted to talk to you about the divorce." Tristan didn't respond to her statement verbally. Instead he just stiffened. The thought of divorce was the only thing that had been on his mind the past couple of weeks and now that Angie was actually there in the flesh wanting to talk about it, he didn't know what to expect.

"I'm not going to sign the papers, Tris." Angie's words were hesitant, as if she were scared to say them. The truth is, she was afraid to say them. She didn't know how Tristan would take to what she had just said. Maybe he'd explode. Maybe he wouldn't care. Angie didn't know. She didn't know much anymore.

Tristan let out a frustrated sigh while harshly rubbing his face.

"Come on, Ang. Give me a break," It seemed that if there was a way Angie could fuck up Tristan's life, she would do it. Many times, the man wondered why he even fell in love with her.

"Just sign the papers."

"No, I'm not going to. Why should I?" At those words, Tristan rolled his eyes and looked to Angie with an annoyed face.

"Because we've been over for five fucking years, Angie. Hell, we were over before you even left. Have you forgotten how much trouble you've caused over the years? You can't just pop up and expect everyone to be so happy to see you and want to hug you and give you kisses, Ang. That's not how it works." The statement was said in a rather soft tone even though it was taken quite harshly.

"Yes, Tristan, I know that. I was just chewed up by our daughter two weeks ago, since you seem to have forgotten. I'm just trying to make things right between us now and I don't think getting a divorce is the right way to go."

"I see nothing's changed with you. Everything always is, has always been, and will always be about you. Nobody's opinions matter to you. You're never open to any idea that isn't yours. You want to control everything. Well guess what, Angie? Divorcing you is what I need to do for closure, alright? I commend you for trying to make things right but there's nothing you can do for us. We're done. So just sign the papers because I'm not in the mood for another fight with you." With that, Tristan exited the car, leaving Angie to her own devices.

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For the most part, since Zakary was only 12 years old, the youngest boy of the Garcia family was often left out of the familial affairs. Seeing as he was only at the tender age of seven when his mother abandoned him and his siblings, he was never really included in the many discussions the family had about Angie. In the beginning, it didn't bother the boy much because he barely remembered her anyway. But now two weeks have gone by and it seems that Angie is always the topic of the conversation, rather it is purposeful or not. So as you could imagine, Zakary was becoming a bit impatient with his brother and sister and father.