Premeditated Pseudonym

13|New Lives

As promised, Madison did serve the rest of the meal, over and over and over again. That inner freak had made my toes curl in ways I never knew possible. Madison was really something else when it came to sex, and I loved me some good sex.

That was one year ago. Madison had brought forth my son Jason, on the seventh day of July, at the Duke University Hospital. A healthy six-pound, blue-eyed, pink baby boy entered my hands and also my heart that day. The blue blanket in which he was wrapped, so soft as his newborn skin. My heart filled with joy, not just for my son, but for my girlfriend as well.

It should go without saying, but now I had to make sure I gave her a better life than she was accustomed to or at least an addition to the already great life she had. Either way, I proposed to her during opening presents on Christmas day. The mood was warm, the mistletoe was hung and Sarah was happy with all the presents she received.

Madison accepted my proposal and the wedding would be discussed as soon as possible. In the meanwhile, we would enjoy all this delicious hot chocolate Swiss Miss with extra marshmallows and ham sandwiches. Madison's parents came to visit and finally meet their future son-in-law and grandson. Today I would have to make an impression on them both. I hope they're as great as Madison said they are.

Just as I'd hoped, mister and misses Brooks were as charming as they were funny. I had a great time meeting them and I know they were pleased to meet me as well. Mister and misses Brooks took turns playing with Jason before he started yawning. Mister Brooks then rocked him to sleep before handing him over to Madison. Madison went to put Jason in his crib and when she returned, we broke the news of the engagement to them and their faces lit up like a Christmas tree. They had always hoped their daughter would marry someone who was as charming and loving as themselves one day.

I was perfect and they already welcomed me into the family. They told us that they would be of any assistance necessary where the wedding is due, and money is not an issue where love is concerned. I guess I made a lasting first impression to mister and misses Brooks after all.

Mister Brooks and I went to the back yard later that evening, to get to know each other a little bit better. He gave me some advice on marriage and the seriousness of the whole thing. He also shared some things about Madison's younger years, that he thought I should know.

He also told me that we were already family, so I can stop calling him mister Brooks and just call him Ryan. His wife's name is Lauren, so I was free to call her that as well. Things then got a bit weird when he asked about my parents, but I told him that I don't really remember them at all. I think they were killed in an accident while I was really young, but I'm not sure.

He sent his condolences even though it was late but I accepted it anyway. Suddenly he was called by his wife. It was getting late and they had to be on their way to Danville. Luckily it wasn't too far away for them to drive and they even told us that we should visit sometime. Madison agreed before she went inside to breastfeed Jason. He was asleep for a while after Ryan rocked him a bit.

Ryan and Lauren got into their car and were off to Danville before it got any later. I waved to them as they were on their way, then I proceeded inside to see my son. Whenever he hears my voice, he takes Madison's nipple out his mouth, watches me and smiles, then puts it back into his mouth to continue his feeding. It's just the cutest thing I've ever seen.

When he was full, I took him from Madison and put him on my shoulder while I rubbed his back. He burped about twice, regurgitating a bit on me, but I didn't mind. We put him down to play in his playpen and he couldn't be happier, seeing that mister snuggles and Sarah were present.

That one favorite toy that all children have, well mister snuggles is Jason's favorite bear. Once he was full and he played a bit with Sarah and mister snuggles, it was time for bed. It was getting late so Madison and I got to bed as well after putting Jason and Sarah to bed. Madison and I were really tired so we couldn't engage in any extra curriculum activities tonight. I was a bit disappointed, but I understood. Then there was also the morning for another shot at climax.

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Just as I got out of the bathroom, my mom was already in the kitchen. She had now started cooking curry, I'm guessing for roti. It's been a while since mummy cooked roti for us and it is always a great experience whenever she does. My girls were outside playing in the drums with water. I made sure that my youngest was not in there, but she was with the hose instead. My mind was at ease since I knew where she was, so I went inside to change into some clothes.

With a lot on my mind, I didn't want to talk to mummy or daddy, so after I got dressed, I walked up the hill to my aunt's house. If there's anyone I knew would give me genuine advice on anything it's my aunt Marcia. As I got to the house, I noticed two of my cousins smoking downstairs. A sight and smell I hadn't missed at all. I'm not sure how, but my aunt already knew I was on the premises, so she came outside.

"Chelsea, honey come up here!" 

"Oh, hey aunty!"

"Come give aunty a hug"

"What's the matter, Why the long face?"

"I need to talk with you and also some genuine advice"

Before we started, aunt Marcia vacated the premises from the prying ears of my cousins that had already been high off the weed they were smoking. We began talking and I told her everything that was going on with me. Taylor's disappearance, meeting with Sabina and Abby to investigate, my evening with David and the confusion in my life right now. 

"Well child, this is a tricky one. You see, you're already married so what you did with David was adultery nonetheless. Its good that you found a trail that indicated that Taylor was okay, but if they took him away, then my best guess is that he would be dead by now or sold as a slave to another country. There's no way of actually finding him since these underground operations are avoided by the government. They just assure you that they would look into it but they're really just selling the people of this country hopes and dreams. If Taylor is still alive and he finds a way to escape, then you both will already be too old to pick up where you left off. I'm not telling you what to do, but If it was me in your shoes, honey I'd of enjoyed my life again. I might not be able to marry in the church again, but I'd of found a serviceman, that's for sure. File your papers for a deceased husband, so at least you'd be a widow instead of an adulterer."

Honestly, aunt Marcia gave the best advice and I know she may be right, but I needed some time to think about this big decision and if I'm going to take it. I pondered a bit, but my mind needed some time to take in all of this sudden development in my life. So my choices are to either, stay and wait to see if Taylor would eventually come back or move on with my life. On one hand, I'd be really old and may die of misery and on the other, I'd be happy again with someone new, correcting the mistakes I made with Taylor in the process.

I swear these decisions I have to make might end up killing me before I even make them. I need to stop stressing out myself and pray that things would just iron itself out. At least that's what my pastor would say on the matter. He never liked divorce or any complications to do with the separation in marriage, so he always gives the same advice to avoid it completely.'If you were to separate or divorce, you would be doing it on your own and with no help from him. He already made that clear to the church. 

I left after a while and returned to my girls who were still playing in the water. From the time I got there and saw Kavita sneezing, I immediately ran them inside to bathe and dress before they got sick. I couldn't handle going to any hospital ontop of all this stress I have to deal with.

I messaged Abby and Sabina to find out what they were planning to do since they were in the same situation as myself. Abby said she would need some time to think about it as well but Sabina had her life all figured out.

"I'm not telling you how to run your lives but me, I'm free. I'm going to find myself a nice beach body guy and ima play the cougar milf role for a while. If he gets hooked on me then he better be able to lay the wood properly, at least three or four times a night. If Carl actually comes back by some miraculous piece of magic, then I got my boo back."

So I guess Abby and I are on our own to figure out if we can follow in Sabina's footsteps or not. I do love my husband a lot, and I still regret treating him like crap all this time.