Old Goodbyes

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Morgan...

We sat across from one another, a table separating us from one another. We stared into one another's eyes. Neither really knew what to say.

I was sure whom I was looking at.

This man before me looks tired. Not only physically but emotionally tired. He was the epitome of exhaustion.

A small part of me felt sorry for him. That small part of me wanted to take him into my arms and tell him that everything would be okay. That I was still here for him despite how in ruins our relationship currently was.

I remained seated. The larger part of me would not allow for me to utter those words. The larger part of me reminded me that he brought this all upon himself. That this was the path he chose.

"You look so beautiful, Mor", he commented never taking his eyes from my own.

I turned my head breaking out shared gaze.

"Thank you. So our son?", I retorted avoiding his gaze, bringing attention to entire reason we sat across from one another right now.

He let out a tired sigh.

"How is lil' man?", he asked.

"He is doing good. He seems to get bigger by the day. I never wanted for you to not be a part of our son's life, Chris", I responded glancing his way.

However, that is not how life works. We never really get the things we desire in the form that we want them to appear in. Instead of merely glancing, my eyes met his and we were once again drawn into one another's eyes.

I will admit that I still love this man. I will always love this man. However, my heart no longer yearns for him the way that it had before. I am no longer in love with the man before me.

"Then why am I not a part of Chance's life? We both want me there, but you still won't let me. Why not, Mor? He's my son too. Am I that bad now?", he questioned.

I shook my head letting out a tired sigh of my own.

"You know why you are not there. I no longer trust you along with the company you keep", I stated.

"I'm sorry, Morgan. I know that I say it a lot, but I am. I never meant to hurt you like that. The la-", I raised my hand silencing him.

We were not here to discuss the dirty shit he did me. This is about Chance and getting him back into his life quicker. We need to be on one accord for his sake.

"That does not matter. I am over that. I am over all of it. I am have been forgiven you, Chris. If I had not then I would of brought all that anger with me into my new relationship. This is not about us, but our son. So I am going to need for you to put aside our past together and focus on us working together to raise our son into a man", I retorted dismissing his apologies.

He frowned before slowly but surely his eyes began to narrow into a nasty glare.

"You said that you would give me a chance to explain myself. You said that you would listen to what I have to say", he sneered.

I tisked, "I said that I would listen to what you had to say pertaining to our son. You know, Chance our son. The baby boy that needs his father in his life because despite how strong I am as a woman, I can only do so much as far as teaching him how to be a man goes, Chris. So I am going to need you to stop with all of this shit about us. There is no us, and there never will be an us. You made sure of that when you laid down that cum smear that is supposed to be my half-sister. I do not care for the politics that led you fall into bed with her, but you did. We are not together nor were we together at the time that it occurred so it's whatever. What I do have a problem with is you letting that bitch question the paternity of my son. She had no right and you should of defended our son. The company you keep is not company I want my son around. So tell me what is different now from then? Have you resolved your paternity suit with your other possible baby's mother? Is she a part of your life? Are you back on your dog shit because the last thing I will allow is hoes winning in and out with my son in the same proximity? Tell me, Chris? What have you done to speed up the process of regaining my trust so that we can successfully co-parent our son?", I vehemently said.

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