Dirty Deeds (Part 2 of 'No Good Deed'

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        *Holden's POV! I'm writing this as I stand in line to vote at this dumpster fire. 🙄🤦‍♀️😭🤣*

        I wake up alone, once again. House smells of coffee, breakfast and I can tell she has already cleaned. Despite the fresh clean blankets, I slept like shit. It's hard sleeping alone after all those months of snuggling a soft warm body. She barely speaks to me. I dress and brush up then head down to get something to eat. This has been routine the past month.

       "Morning son." Dad greets from the table, playpen to his side with two wiggling boys kicking around in there.

       "Morning. Morning little guys. How's daddy's boys?" They perk up and watch me.

      "They are doing good! Bellies full, bathed and well rested. Getting plenty of mommy's attention.  I'd say doing better than you Holden. Mind to explain to me why you did what you did?"

      "They are doing much better than me. I don't fucking know. She just wanted to take over. She was so adamant about trying to turn over the camera footage to authorities and letting them handle it. I guess I thought she was protecting him and in lost it. I never ended things with her. I didn't. I said some foolish shit and I tried to take it back that night, but she shut me out. She told me that I blew my last chance. She moved my things out the room, got a job and her own money, got her car from her mom. Tried to unsend the lingerie photo when she realized it sent into our group message. I told her I no longer wanted her, and she withdrew from me entirely. "

       "You should never put your hands on a woman unless it's self defense Holden.  What you said correlated to what you did, so she believed it. She wasn't protecting Ben. She is far far over Ben. She has been wanting to lay low and legal. Worried about her babies. She has talked to me about this and was wanting to talk to you about it too. She's grieved herself in worry that one of us could be arrested and our family split. She doesn't want the babies to grow up without us. She rarely causes any fuss or ever goes against us, and the one time she stands up for something she's passionate about you clock her in the face and tell her you dont want her. She wants to be independent now so she can support herself and soften the blow of rejection. She's slightly pulled from me too. She plans to leave. She thinks in her mind that she ruined our bond and that we will eventually force her out. I've overheard her calls and seen her phone. You are about to cost us both here." I sigh in frustration and pinch between my eyes to thwart my oncoming headache.

      "She's definitely been independent. Working now. Got her car back. Dressing different. She push mowed the yard yesterday with her babies in the carrier on her back when the sun went down. Wouldn't even ask me to watch them. Just yesterday I watched her back her ass into the storm door and push the handle in just so she wouldn't have to ask me to get the door. I think she really meant it when she told me there was no coming back from this." Dad chuckles.

      "Such an amazing woman, yet amazingly petty. I did see the door scene yesterday! I'm still amazed at the things that ass and those feet can do, I'll admit..." He leans back and grins. I glower at him in jealousy. I've recieved none of her talents or attention lately. I'm starved out. "You know, I keep having to tell you how to get yourself out of sticky situations. I've practically orchestrated every successful move you've had with our girl. It's time to take the training wheels off son. You can figure this one out, if you want her." He scoops up the boys and a big blanket. "We are going to do some tummy time outside in the sun. These big guys like the great outdoors, just like mama. Ace wiggled off the blanket yesterday and was plucking at a big yellow dandelion. You should've seen his eyes. I'll send you that picture." Dad beams as he takes his prized possessions outside with him.

       I watch as he takes his foot to arrange the blanket and then eases the boys down on their tummies. He plops down on his side. Both boys flailing around. He pats their butts and tickles them as they smile and holler. They look up and around with wide eyes soaking everything in. Acacia is also so observant of the outdoors. I get an idea. I grab my cell and dash outside to them, forcing them all into a group photo with me as dad groans. Once we get a decent photo I bolt to the SUV and head into town. I get the photo printed and framed and I head off in search of candies and flowers. I settle for yellow tulips. I don't know what she wants, and I'm better with terrorizing women than romancing them if I'm being honest. Typically women always tried to romance me and I just let it happen. I've never much had to try. This is fucking ridiculous. I now have a picture, a bouquet,  and a small gift bag of junk food.