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Chapter Fourteen You're Admitting It?

"Get a room!" Antonio's voice boomed in as he stepped in the house. We all laughed. "Go wash your hands boy." Charles told him. I heard a car in the driveway. I looked out and it was Zoe. She and Calvin were in the car kissing like he was going off to war. "It's just dinner Z!" I yelled out to her. "You'll see him again I promise." She got out of the car. "Hi Mrs. Waters!" Calvin yelled to me. I waved. "Looks like you and Calvin are really getting serious." I said. "Does it?" she asked me smiling. "Yes it does. Is that what you want?" "Yes, I really like him a lot." "Well, good." I said remembering when Charles and I were young and in love. It made my heart smile.

We sat at the table and laughed and talked the way we used to on Sunday nights. It definitely felt like old times. We talked about school and work and family. We even talked about boyfriends and girlfriends and every other friend. It was a good family night that we all needed. When the kids took their slice of pound cake and went off to their rooms Charles and I stayed behind to clean up the kitchen. "Felt like the good old days in here tonight." he said snuggling up behind me. "Yeah it did." I admitted. "It felt really good." We cleaned up the kitchen, put the food away and went to the living room to watch TV. Charles and I could never agree on what to watch so we always settled on one thing. It was the 9:00 o'clock news. As we watched the news and gave our opinions on what was happening in the world, we suddenly kissed. Agreeing that the world was going to hell in a hand basket made us realize we weren't so far off the love we obviously still had for one another.

"I love you D." he said. "You do?" I asked genuinely wanting to know.

"Yes, of course I do. Why do you sound like you need convincing?" "Charles we spend no time together anymore. We're like roommates, like passing ships in the night. I feel like your girlfriend, at best. This is the first time we've been in the same room together longer than five minutes without sex. This is the first time we've actually talked and shared our feelings about anything in a long time." "I know, I know." he said putting his finger to my lips to hush me. He sat there staring at me in silence. I didn't know what he was thinking. Then he finally spoke. "D, I have something to tell you." Here it comes I thought. "What?" I asked him and I could feel my heart beating faster by the second. "I need you to know first that I love you very much, and that I always have and always will love you." My leg started involuntarily shaking fast like it does when I get anxious. I could feel the panic in my stomach and the water was welling up in my eyes. I fought inside to hold it together. Let him get it out. Let him say it, you need to hear the words.

"Charles, what is it? You're scaring me." "I think I'm the one who should be scared after I tell you this." he sighed and put his head down. He looked ashamed. I didn't say anything else so he could talk. "There is no good way to say this to you so I'm just going to tell you." he finally said. "Do you remember Kenya Greene?" "You mean the girl who used to work in your office?" "Yes." he answered blankly. "Yes I remember her." Oh my God how could I forget that bitch I said to myself. "I had sex with her." he said point blank. I was speechless. I have been knowing for months that he fucked her. But hearing him say it made it more real. More hurtful. It brought all the hurt, shame and anger to the forefront. I started crying. "Baby..." he said reaching for me. "Don't touch me!" I screamed. "DON'T FUCKIN TOUCH ME!" "D, I know you're upset..." "UPSET?" I screamed again cutting him off. 

"Oh I'm not upset." I said calmer. "I am pissed." I got up and walked away from him.

He followed me. "Dina please!" he tried pleading with me. "Please what?!?!" I said. "Please forgive you, right? You're sorry. You didn't mean to hurt me. It just happened. She meant nothing to you...am I getting this right?" I asked him sarcastically. "Save that shit okay? I don't want to hear your bullshit right now." "Dina, listen to me, please." he said grabbing my arm. "I said don't touch me." I snatched my arm away. "Okay...okay...please just give me a minute." "Before you spill this shit, let me just ask you...at what point did your love for me kick in? At what point when you were drilling some other bitch did I cross your mind?" He just stood there staring at me. "You're right." he said. "I obviously wasn't thinking about you. I was only thinking of my own gratification at the time. All I can say is I'm sorry. More than you will ever know, I'm sorry."