Where were you?

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*Aria's POV*

I woke up at 630 this morning when Madison started crying. Mike was in the shower. Jason still wasnt home. Right now its 845 and I put Madison down in her bassinet and started making breakfast while Mike watched tv and Madison slept.

At 915am I heard the Kitchen back door opened. I turned around to see who it was. It was Jason. He stumbled in drunk. "Hey babe." He slurred. "HEY?! HEY?! THATS ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY 'HEY BABE.' YOU WERE GONE ALL NIGHT AND YOU ARE JUST NOW COMING HOME. WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU JASON?!" I yelled.

Jason laughed "WHERE WAS I? I WAS OUT HAVING A GUY NIGHT. I NEEDED TO GET THE HELL AWAY FROM YOU!" He responded slurring some words. "Jasonn you stink of booze. You didnt even bother to call and check in. I was worried." I said starting to cry. "I deserved to have a night out. All you ever do is just sleep and work. I take care Madison and cook." He hissed. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!" I yelled looking at a hickey on his neck, that I didnt give him. He stayed quite. "GET THE FUCK OUT. I HATE YOU!" I yelled starting to sob.

Due to the yelling and fighting with Jason I forgot that Mike and Madison were in the living room. I turned around and didnt see them. I walked upstairs to Madison's closed door and opened it softly to see Mike rocking my babygirl.

Mike laid her in the crip and walked downstairs after I did. "Whats going on?" Mike said pulling me into a hug, because I was still crying. "Jason was drunk and he cheated and I kicked him out." I sobbed. Mike sighed and looked at me "Im going to get more clothes I am going to stay with you for a few days." I tried to argue but Mike said that I wont win that he is staying no matter what. I hugged and thanked him.

I walked upstairs and washed my face off. I had mascara running diwn my cheeks. I walked into my room and put on some jeans and a t-shirt that says Mom's Do It Best. I looked at a picture of me and Jason that we took when we first started dating and I smiled but then I felt angry knowing that he had cheated. Why did he cheat? Am I not good enough? Why did that girl have to give him a hicky? I asked myself a million questions but they were interpreted by the door bell. I ran downstairs and opened the door. I see a girl with Brown hair and blue eyes. She smiled at me. "Hi?" I asked.

"Is Jason home? We met last night Im Stacy." She said in a peppy tone.

"Youre the skank my husband cheated with?" I hissed.

Her eyes widened "whoa? Husband? He told me that he was single. He didnt have a ring on."

"How did you know where he lived?"

"I, uh, kind of googled his name.."

I scoffed "well he isnt here. I kicked him out." With that being said I slammed the door shut but not loud enough to wake the baby. Mike came back about 20 minutes later. He asked why I was still crying and I told him that the girl showed up. And I told him how I miss Jason but I don't think that I can ever get over the fact that he cheated on me.

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