otis last saw ruby matthews the night he was abandoned in France. he took to opportunity to kiss the girl who he had been dreaming of since he laid eyes on her. this was seen by ruby, heartbroken by otis herself.
ruby disappeared from moordale witho...
Upon returning home, I notice Otis casually leaning against my vehicle. He wore his work uniform, signalling he had just returned from another shift. Otis appears wary at the sight of Adam walking me home as I push a sleeping infant in the stroller in front of me. "Thanks, Adam," I mention turning back to the boy who gives a small smile.
"If anyone gives you any trouble, let me know." He mentions before retreating back to his own home.
I turn back to Otis, crossing my arms in front of me. "So your girlfriend paid me a visit today."
Otis rolls his eyes, I knew Maeve pissed him off. "Maeve is not my fucken girlfriend." He retorts bitterly.
"No, and neither am I. I'm just the girl you knocked up." I defend myself, putting aside any guilty feelings I had. I knew starting a useless argument with Otis was not going to solve anything, I just hated that Maeve always had to insert herself into whatever relationship I had with the teenage boy. "So tell me, are all your party hookups going to become stepmothers to my child?"
Otis breathes heavily, I knew I had touched a nerve. "You're the one that is pushing me away Ruby!" He answers. "I'm doing everything I can to help out and afford to take care of you and our daughter, yet all I get in return is a cold shoulder."
"You're right, I should be offering my body to sexually please you," I mention as he rolls his eyes. "Shall we go inside and you can make your dick happy?"
"I think I might go stay at my mothers..." Otis trails off, suggesting I needed time to cool off.
"That might be best, Maeve is easier to sneak in there than my own house." I bitterly reply, shoving past the boy who kicks the gravel with his shoe with frustration as I take my daughter inside the warm home. The sight of seeing my father passed out on the couch with a joint just angered me even more.
I take my daughter out of the stroller and place her in her crib that sat in the corner of my bedroom. Taking a seat on my bed I look around to see the mess of my own belongings and the toys that spread across my floor. Overall there wasn't much space, mixing with the dirty clothes that belonged to Otis in the corner.
Maybe disappearing would be better for everyone.
I had done it before, it would be easy to take Maddy with me once again. I could start a new life for us both. I needed to provide more for my daughter rather than the depleting savings I had or the support of my parents who were already struggling themselves.
That would be the selfish option. I knew it would hurt Otis, taking away his child would upset him even further. The stress of everything was beginning to get too much for me, there were no freedoms here and Moordale was just a constant reminder that I was stuck here. This wasn't the place I wanted to be to raise my future children.
Breaking my thoughts was a notification from my cellphone. Curiously I unlock it to see I had been tagged in a post on Otis' Instagram account. I click on it to open a photo of my daughter and me, I felt like I look terrible but I scroll down to see the caption he had put.
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otismilburn02: it's been stressful since she came into the world. But she is the best damn thing I have the honour to raise with you. Seeing that bright smile on your face makes me happy too. I would do anything to bring that smile to life Ruby. You're the most amazing mother to her and I love you both for that.
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Reading the words made tears fall down my eyes. I knew communication was something that Otis and I were terrible at getting across. Thanks to the modern age we were able to type how we feel without having to speak. We lived in the digital world, yet the words still meant something.
Wiping the tears away I dial Otis' number, he answers the call quickly. "Ruby, I'm sorry." He mentions first as I let out a deep breath.
"I should be the one apologising as well. I'm just so angry with Maeve, she has to go out of her way to piss me off and I happen to take it out on you." I explain. "I'm sorry."
Otis forgave me quickly. "I'm guessing you saw the post then."
I nod my head. "Yeah, it was a nice post." I make a dig at Otis, when I had cluelessly told him my feelings for him he had said similar words. I could picture his face tensing up with annoyance.
"I deserve that." He says. "But I meant every one of those words."
"And it only took my disappearance and finding out you had a child with me to figure that out." There was a slight bitterness in my words. Those memories still linger in my mind of how hurt I was when we had broken up. "But as you said before you needed time."
