Premeditated Pseudonym

4|Me Time

As the sun rises, the heat follows in its footsteps. I emerge from my quarters where I failed to sleep all night. My depression causes me to make excuses to miss work, so I call faking a headache. A free pass had been granted so I have the rest of the day to myself. I try my best not to think about my wife since I thought she'd been a real jerk of lately.

I gave her space, which is what she had always been asking for. I had to find something to occupy myself with since I couldn't play any more games on my playstation at the moment. I wasn't thinking straight so I couldn't play any word games either. I knew I had some pineapple stems, I hope that's what they're called, to plant so I decided to take a cool drive to my mother's home where I dug a piece of land to cultivate.

As I arrived, my little sister had been so happy to see me, she ran outside chanting my name as if she had been trying to summon me. "Taylor! Taylor! Where have you been big brother?" she asked, but I didn't have a straight answer for her. I told her that I've been busy with work and I had now gotten the chance to visit.

I asked her to help me fill a bucket of water, so I could water the newly planted fruit stem. She filled it and attempted to bring it for me, luckily I came inside just in time. "Are you crazy child? You will damage yourself trying to lift that heavy bucket!" Her face was set up to cry since she felt bad how I yelled at her, but I hugged her and told her I'm sorry. She volunteered to help me water them when I was finished and I agreed.

I took a break when I was finished since I hadn't done that type of work in a while, plus the sun was scorching hot. I was winded and thirsty. Curse my unfit body. My two brothers appeared a short while after, asking me for my Playstation 4. They both wanted to play Fifa but I didn't have it with me. They were disappointed but they had their Playstation 3 to play with.

I checked my phone to see if I had missed any calls or texts from Chelsea but she still had my number blocked. I then decided to scroll through my Instagram and Facebook, where I saved funny videos and memes to post as my status. I love making people laugh, it's my charm but it's not always appreciated by my spouse. Upon posting my random crap I decided to take a bath since I felt all sweaty and nasty.

By this time, my mother had arrived at home. We talked for a good while, occasionally she would stare at her phone and smile. I knew it wasn't her husband but it's not my business so I didn't pry. My mom n step-dad were going through something similar to me but worse. She had fallen in love with someone after sixteen years of marriage.

They fought and quarreled more than us, and I vowed to myself that I wouldn't end up like them, but in many ways, I see it in our marriage, so I rebuke it all so quickly. While she had been preoccupied with her boyfriend, I decided to watch a movie since my bro had Netflix, thanks to his friend.

We both watched the movie then it was time to go. I knew my mom could tell something was wrong but she didn't pry either, and I wasn't going to say anything. I entered my car and turned on the radio. It wasn't like me to play music softly but I did on the way home. It's just five minutes away anyway.

I arrived at home where I opened the fridge in order to get something to munch on. Gardening is hard work but it's rewarding in many ways. I found some sweetbread in a bowl and I made some iced milk drink. When I had finished eating, I put the wares in the sink before going to bed.

The next day, I went to work. It was challenging and I didn't want to come, but I needed the money at the end of the week. I worked from 7 am till 5 pm that day. I stayed an extra hour to make some overtime and I had helped my coworker pack everything inside so we could close the door.

I arrived at home in ten minutes, since I live so close to my job. As I locked the door behind me, I opened the windows and headed to the bedroom where I strip from head to toe. Naked, I jump on my bed and turned on the fan. As I relaxed, I played a word game until my eyes got heavy. Suddenly, the phone rang but I hung up by accident. I got scared because I know just how insecure Chelsea can be.

The phone rang again, this time I immediately answered. She began to question me so I got sarcastic, greeting her firstly. I explained to her that I couldn't call since she blocked me and I didn't have gas to reach to her. No one I knew had credit on their phone, and because of the annoying supervisor on duty, I didn't want to ask for a call.

While explaining myself, the call was put on hold, then it hung up. I tried calling back but she had been in another call. I got up and proceeded to the toilet, leaving my phone on the bed. Once finished, I washed my hands and took up my phone. A missed call from Chelsea. I know she'd be angry at me so I began to text her, I saw her typing, but before she said anything out of the way, I had to explain myself.

I asked her what she'd been up to, but she stalled a bit. She then explained to me that she had been talking to her dad, so I understood why the phone hung up. We then continued to speak, reminiscing and laughing at so many pleasant memories we shared.

I missed times like these and I'm sure she does too, but we can never have a lot of it since I know she hates me for a lot of things. When we had finished speaking, I remembered that I hadn't fed the fish so I proceeded to the fish tank and sprinkled some food for him. Back to the bedroom I went, to sit by the computer. I threw on my towel as a pants and began to search the internet for random stuff of no current value.

My lazy ass didn't let me spend a good half hour, before wanting me to lie in the comfort of my bed. I threw myself onto the pillow and closed my eyes to pray. I asked God to strengthen our relationship and bring Chelsea and I together again so we could work on us. Before long, I fell asleep in the comfort of our cozy room.

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The very next day I was woken up by a message. "I love you, my beautiful wife! xoxoxo." I rolled my eyes and blushed a little but I didn't reply to him playing hard to get again. He tried calling me but I let it ring. On my off day, I wasn't in any mood to be angry or talk to anyone who would anger my spirit, so I chose to have my 'me time' away from it all.

My mother's room with my phone, which I blocked Taylor from messaging or calling, so I can watch movies and ease my mind. It all started well, my kids were asleep, the house seemed quiet, no one around to anger me. I knew once they were up, my youngest would come in to hug me as she always does, and that makes my heart melt.

In the meantime, I would put on a movie since I'm sure social media would find some way of angering me. After some time, I heard a noise outside. One of my kids got up, most likely my eldest, since I could hear the pot cover outside being interfered with. It's so funny that I can tell so much about my kids from the sounds I hear.

Suddenly, my phone rang. My friend called just to talk since she hadn't heard from me in a while. I've been so busy with work and the kids that I didn't have time for myself of lately. Today was my day and I wanted to enjoy it to the fullest. No stress, no worries, just me and my kids.

I got up and just as I thought, my eldest daughter fixing something for herself to eat. She greeted me before going back to the bedroom then I fixed something for myself to eat. Before I made my way to the bedroom, I took a peep at my other kids to see if they were still asleep. Funny enough my middle child was still in deep sleep.

Since I took away her phone before bed, she sleeps more soundly and on time. No more distractions and no more of me prying. Another win-win situation for me. I went back to the bedroom to eat my breakfast but my curiosity had me unblocking Taylor's number so I could spy on him for a bit. Last seen didn't show up so I wondered if he had double blocked me.

I then decided to call him but it didn't even ring. It just cut off and I didn't know why. I immediately got worried. It's not like his phone to go unanswered, especially when I called. Something was wrong, or was he sleeping? I wish I knew the answer, but I only had theories in my mind. Accusing theories, and none of which seemed pretty or in his favor. I would just leave it be for now, but later when he decides to contact me, I'll let him have it. All of it...