Spitting Image • TFC 3.0 • l.t. au

Chapter Thirty

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Our spring wasn't the best. It's nearly summer, it's June but awful spring stuck to my head like a horrible dream in the morning. It was my most beautiful spring. Not for me, not for Louis, not for Em; none of us.

Even Blaine's not having a great time because just last night, Louis got mad at him. Yes, he got mad at Blaine. Quite unbelievable.

[ the previous night ]

"Mummy I want to plaaaaay! Play with me pleaaassee!" He whines, tears threatening to roll down his face.

I was taking a rest after my last day at work and my back was hurting. I've been going around the studio all day and that didn't help with my back situation.

"Baby, mum's back hurts. Go ask dad if he wants to play."

His eyes lit up when I mentioned Louis but maybe that wasn't my best idea.

He's been so moody lately. The slightest disturbance to his work, he'd snap and start yelling. Long gone are the happy days for Louis because now I rarely hear him laugh. Even he looks like a mess right now like he hasn't slept a year.

Their team did well in the spring league, see and they're doing their championship on the 22nd which is tomorrow. Could you guess who their opponent is?

The Tudor University of the Arts.

Yes and he refuses to lose against TUA, especially not in a league match like this. So he's been working every night, every weekend training the whole team and when he's on his break, he meets up with his team still. He doesn't take a break.

So when Blaine asked him if he could play, he explodes like a grenade.

"Daddy, can you play with me?" Blaine asks him really nicely like he always does.

"Not now, Blaine, go back to mum." He says, not even looking at him. I narrowed my eyes at them and then I hear Blaine say something.

His voice was so sad and pitiful, "you never play with me anymore." That's what he said.

"I'm busy right now..." He says, completely emotionless. Blaine turns to me with a pleading look. I motion him to come back here but he was determined.

"Please Daddy-"

He jumps when Louis slams his fist on the table. "Didn't I tell you not to bother me when I'm working?! Go!" He shouts. I got up and went to them, pulling a shaking Blaine away from him.

"Don't shout at him! What has gotten into you?!" I try not to shout but it's almost impossible with the amount of anger boiling inside of me. He doesn't look at me, making me even more furious.

[ End flashback... For now ]

Because of that, we had another fight. It didn't surprise me because we have fights quite often now. We've had more fights this whole of spring than the whole 3 years of our marriage.

[ Flashback again ]

I snatch his pen away, making an unwanted thick line and tear across his game plan, completely ruining it. He's gonna be furious again with me but right now, I don't care about that.

"Don't even start cussing at me!" I yell at him, drowning out his 'fucking hell' exclaim. "What's your reason for acting like a total jerk all of a sudden?!" I ask him, more like yell at him.

"I'm working! Can't you see that?" He yells back, gesturing at his papers. "Now I have to start all over again you mad woman! You just gave me more work to do!"