Nothing comes between us

16.

Hello guys, here is a new chapter; there'll be a lyrics and here is the song, listen to it while reading the lyrics. I also put it above.  https://open.spotify.com/track/44Ue93Itp15xfcFeLTkHmo

"Andre, can you stop for a minute? Tell me what's going on!"

The couple was in the living room of their Surrey mansion; the soccer player was nervously pacing back and forth while his wife was looking at him from the couch with a mixture of worry and annoyance. After sighing he finally gave in and sat on one of the armchairs in front of her.

He could immediately sense how she was starting to get pissed and he couldn't blame her; a few months back her best friends found themselves in the same exact situations, and from that moment their lives drastically changed. Even though what he had to tell her wasn't as dramatic, and to be fair, it wasn't either his fault, he couldn't help but be extremely worried about her possible reaction.

"So before you get mad, I didn't tell you sooner because I needed to be sure. That's the reason why I waited before telling you; and then you had all the Jade and Jordan situation to worry about, so I though-", he nervously started explaining but Leigh seemed already full of it;  she immediately interrupted him, annoyed, "Andre, tell me what's going on! Is this about having another baby?".

He sighed thinking about how close she was, but still she didn't get there yet. He mentally gathered all the things he needed to say and tried to find a way not to completely overwhelm her, but nothing was coming. "Not properly. There's no easy way to say it, so I'll be direct. Baby, I have a son, I found out like two months ago, but with all the paternity test thing, and then the papers, I had the final confirm a few weeks ago" Andre spitted out closing his eyes, too afraid to face whatever was coming, maybe some tears, maybe some yells, he had no idea, but still wasn't ready.

Nothing of that happened, after a few seconds he could hear his wife's laughs and a soft slap on his arm. Confused, he found the courage to open only one eye; he saw his wife up and laughing, she was ready to leave the room to finally go back to bed.

"Where the hell are you going? This isn't a joke Leigh-Anne!", he called her back. Maybe it was the serious tone, maybe it was the fact that he called her by her full name, maybe it was that  deep inside her she had a feeling that it wasn't a joke. She immediately stopped her steps and turned to look at him. Now he could see it, the reaction he expected, that mixture of worry, concern, incredulity and a little bit of anger.

The soccer player knew that he needed to go further in the explanation before his wife would come up with the wrong assumption. "So, his name is Jamal, he is ten; it obviously happened before you and I even met. He lived with his grandmother who recently passed away. When the social worker called me I thought It was a prank, then things got serious and assumed it was a scam; but when the umpteenth paternity test resulted positive I had to accept it, I'm his dad."

Legh just stayed there impassive with her arms crossed. During those four years she had become the rational one, she would always take some time to think and evaluate every situation. She sighed and finally spoke, still unmoved: "His mother?"

And Andre couldn't help but sigh, not proud of the girl he used to date back in the days, "She isn't in the picture, after he was born she started being around the wrong people, and slowly she stopped taking care of her son. They have no idea about where she is, the social worker's assumption is that she died years ago".

Leigh nodded trying not to give away all the anger and frustration she was feeling at the moment. But she was also aware that her feelings at the moment didn't matter, her husband had a son and he'd just discovered about it; during all those years, somewhere out there, there was a baby that was also part of him and he didn't have the slightest idea.