Kimberly ❤️
Dak Prescott seen leaving restaurant with ex-wife. Are they back together?
Dak Prescott spotted at Dallas Mavericks basketball game with ex-wife, Kimberly.
This ain't the first time I seen this shit. The media just be all in our shit. If it ain't us, it's another celebrity couple of some sort. Annoying as hell man. And don't even get me started with the fans 🙄. They been on they worst damn behavior.
Today when I was at the mall, I had to cover Cam's face. The paparazzi was all in our shit.
"Are you and Dak together again?"
"Did you hear about Dak having a mistress?"
"Is Dak a deadbeat dad?"
"Are you really just his baby mama now?"
"Do you think his life off the field affects how he plays on the field?"
"How's co-parenting going?"
"Are you really keeping him from seeing his kids?"
"Is there a possibility of a remarriage?"
And hundreds more. I have to admit, it was very scary. I've never been through anything like that before.
I kept my head down as I walked, avoiding the flashes of their cameras. Then one of them said something that really irked me.
"Was the death of your son what tore you two apart?"
I stopped walking, trying to figure out who asked that question.
"First of all, what happens between us is none of your god damn business. Secondly, watch your fucking mouth." I reply.
I then continue walking until I'm out of the mall. They followed me to the parking lot though. I put Cameron in her seat and get into the drivers seat. I turn on the car, backing up quickly.
Whoever is behind the car, oh the fuck well.
I pull off out of the malls parking lot.
*****
About 3 hours later, I was in the kitchen washing off the parsley. Nicole was watching TV in the living room.
She was watching the Dallas Cowboys channel.
I roll my eyes, getting ready to cut up the parsley.
"Dak, how do you think today's practice has prepared you for the wild card game against the Seahawks on Saturday?"
"We just worked on what we'd been working on all season. Running, passing. Knowing what calls to make when there's a possible blitz. And the defense basically just doing what they've been doing all season. We know we have a great challenge ahead of us, Seattle is a great team. We just have to do our part." Dak answered.
"Dak, we don't know if you heard, but Kimberly and your daughter Cameron were caught up with some paparazzi today. Any comment on that?"
"What did they say to her?" Dak asked.
"They were just asking her questions about the two of you. Some questions may have been insulting to her. One of the questions were if she is just your baby mama. Some asked if there was a possibility of you two getting back together. Any comment?"
"I wanna first start by saying that Kimberly is a great mom, whether she knows that or not. And I also wanna say that the media needs to stay out of our business. They need to stop because it's scaring my kids. Whatever happened between us, leave the kids out of it." He answered.
"Someone asked if you were a deadbeat dad."
Dak chuckled.
"If that's what they think then fine. Regardless of what we say, people are always going to come up with their own impressions. Why waste my breath?" He said.
They then continued to ask him questions about Football, getting off the topic about me and Cam. At that point I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing. I cut myself.
"Shit!" I exclaim, grabbing my finger.
It wasn't anything bad though, so I just went to the bathroom to get it cleaned up. About 30 minutes later, I was walking back into the kitchen with my forefinger covered in a band aid.
I grabbed my phone off the counter, seeing that Dak had text me...twice.
The Kids Father 🙃
Are you okay?
The Kids Father 🙃
Kimberly please answer me. I just wanna make sure they didn't hurt you or Cam.
I replied back.
I'm fine Dak, thanks. Just worry about Football and playoffs right now.
The Kids Father 🙃
Are you sure you're okay. Knowing you, you're probably ready to light somebody's shit up.
I laugh.
Don't put that past me.
The Kids Father 🙃
I'm definitely not going to. I'll talk to you later though.
Okay.
I put my phone into my butt pocket and continue making dinner.
*****
Once all 6 kids were bathed and in bed, I sat on the couch, sighing in relief. I had a glass of whine and a good book.
Nothing like reading through stress.
Phone was on silent. Kids were in bed. House was quiet. Body relaxed. Mind relaxed.
Over the course of two years I learned how to be at peace with myself. I finished therapy last year, and it's taught me a lot. I still have yet to go on my getaway though.
After everything that happened with Dak, I just needed to find a way to recover and get my mind right. I realized that I couldn't be depressed when I have a job to fulfill. Being a mom is a full time job. And being a mom to 6 kids that look and act just like they Daddy is...crazy.
So for the first few months, I sulked over my ex husband. After a while, I got over it. Then he comes waltzing right back into my life like nothing happened.
And the crazy thing is...I don't think I ever stopped loving him. Seeing him every now and then kinda threw me off. I wasn't completely over him, but I knew that what he'd done was unforgivable. The fact that he waited this long to finally tell me why he did it....I don't know.
I refuse to tell him that I still love him, because then he'll grow an even bigger head than he already has. It's been 2 1/2 weeks since he's been around consistently...and I think I've fallen right back to square one.
I think I want my husband back 😩.
Uh oh, Kimberly has officially hit rock bottom. Is she willing to crack? We shall see.
