Affections, chapter 53
The Affections of Tre Part 10
Everything after that is such a blur. If only I had tried to stop her, but she wouldn't quit waving her knife around.
"Frankito's asleep upstairs." she said. "Wanta scream and shout? Want to wake him up Tre?"
As much as she said she loved me before, she must have fucking hated me then. She wandered out in past me, I just stood there in a daze. I think I heard the car start. Then I went upstairs to check on my baby boy.
When I went in his room it was very quiet. The curtains were drawn and I could hear him breathing. I slid down the wall besides the door and watched him in his bed. He was really proud of that bed when we first got it for him.
When he woke up I was crying. He came and sat in my lap and asked me why. I told him mommy had had to go away, and I was sad at how she had done it. Then he got upset because he was sleepy an confused. He said he didn't want to be alone, and he made me promise to stay with him.
I did. He fell asleep with my arms around him. If you don't have a kid you won't be able to understand what its like. I have two. It's the most amazing feeling in the world. But so scary too. If you fuck up then there is some little person looking at you learning from it. And boy have I fucked up this time.
I put Frankito back in his bed. Then I went downstairs and cleaned up the kitchen. Now tell me, how fucking stupid can you get? I guess I was on autopilot or something. Didn't do too good a job anyway, the cops found traces and blah blah yaddah yaddah.
Then when I was done, my first thought...it went straight to Mike. I found my cell and called him.
"Tre...thank GOD! Billie and Adie called Sam' - Sam was our usual babysitter, he was a good kid, could manage our little guys well- 'and Claudia dropped the kids off with him. Are you ok? You followed her, what happened?"
"... Where are you Mikey?"
"Back at mine. Adie said it would be best if I just waited, I did as she said but I nearly went fucking insane, I'm telling you."
"I'm coming over."
In my head I had already figured I'd go down for what she did, and it was my last chance. My last chance to be with Mike.
As soon as I got there he opened the door and let me in. He opened his mouth to ask me, oh, everything I guess. But I didn't let him speak. I kissed him, and when I drew back and looked at him, I tried to tell him with my eyes how much he meant to me. I guess it worked cause his eyes welled up. I reached up with my thump to wipe the tear away as it rolled down his cheek. Then I took his hands and led him upstairs.
I don't want to go into details but... it was the most beautiful moment I can remember. He touches me in all the right ways, emotionally, spiritually, and oh maaaan you'd better believe physically. Fucking ecstasy.
And then I had to leave him. I had to go away. It hurt. It still does
Every damn day it does.
Written message ends here. Will be used in suspects defence
Everything after that is such a blur. If only I had tried to stop her, but she wouldn't quit waving her knife around.
"Frankito's asleep upstairs." she said. "Wanta scream and shout? Want to wake him up Tre?"
As much as she said she loved me before, she must have fucking hated me then. She wandered out in past me, I just stood there in a daze. I think I heard the car start. Then I went upstairs to check on my baby boy.
When I went in his room it was very quiet. The curtains were drawn and I could hear him breathing. I slid down the wall besides the door and watched him in his bed. He was really proud of that bed when we first got it for him.
When he woke up I was crying. He came and sat in my lap and asked me why. I told him mommy had had to go away, and I was sad at how she had done it. Then he got upset because he was sleepy an confused. He said he didn't want to be alone, and he made me promise to stay with him.
I did. He fell asleep with my arms around him. If you don't have a kid you won't be able to understand what its like. I have two. It's the most amazing feeling in the world. But so scary too. If you fuck up then there is some little person looking at you learning from it. And boy have I fucked up this time.
I put Frankito back in his bed. Then I went downstairs and cleaned up the kitchen. Now tell me, how fucking stupid can you get? I guess I was on autopilot or something. Didn't do too good a job anyway, the cops found traces and blah blah yaddah yaddah.
Then when I was done, my first thought...it went straight to Mike. I found my cell and called him.
"Tre...thank GOD! Billie and Adie called Sam' - Sam was our usual babysitter, he was a good kid, could manage our little guys well- 'and Claudia dropped the kids off with him. Are you ok? You followed her, what happened?"
"... Where are you Mikey?"
"Back at mine. Adie said it would be best if I just waited, I did as she said but I nearly went fucking insane, I'm telling you."
"I'm coming over."
In my head I had already figured I'd go down for what she did, and it was my last chance. My last chance to be with Mike.
As soon as I got there he opened the door and let me in. He opened his mouth to ask me, oh, everything I guess. But I didn't let him speak. I kissed him, and when I drew back and looked at him, I tried to tell him with my eyes how much he meant to me. I guess it worked cause his eyes welled up. I reached up with my thump to wipe the tear away as it rolled down his cheek. Then I took his hands and led him upstairs.
I don't want to go into details but... it was the most beautiful moment I can remember. He touches me in all the right ways, emotionally, spiritually, and oh maaaan you'd better believe physically. Fucking ecstasy.
And then I had to leave him. I had to go away. It hurt. It still does
Every damn day it does.
Written message ends here. Will be used in suspects defence
