"I want you to be honest with me, Rebeca," Dean said breaking the silence.
I gulped because I knew where this conversation was heading. I always had the feeling he knew since the day at the mall.
"I'm always honest." I said grimly. Lying right now was the best option for me to protect my children.
"Are those children mine?" He asked getting straight to the point.
I knew it was going to come to this, however I was not prepared for the impact it came with. I droped my gaze from his and shielded my eyes with my lashes. I imagined the day would've been much more lighter, not this tense.
"Yes" I whispered.
I heard his intake of breath. I looked up at him and saw that he was on the verge of breaking down. He stared at me for several long moments, filled with emotions that she had his children and never informed him about them.
"I can't believe you!... No wait, I can." He was shaking his head. "You're the type, I've always remembered that whenever something big happen to you, I was always the last to know about it..... Fuck! This is so messed up, you're messed up...... I had so much to tell you but I can't even right now.... Look you're going to hear from my lawyer. I'm done here" He said angrily as he pushed himself off the chair.
The tears I refused to shed clogged my throat. I was so mad at him for threatening me to take my babies . "You have no right, damn it---"
"I have every right as much as you do. Those are my children too! I helped created them. They need to know they have a father." He pointed in the direction of the living room, shouting loudly.
"No you fucking don't. I was the one that was there for them. I pushed them out on my own." I cried as I pounded my chest. "No one was there to help me, my parents neglected me and told it was my mess and needed to clean it up on my own. You weren't there to help with shit! You left. No letter, no nothing; so if you want to talk about having rights, go fucking talk elsewhere..... and if you want to take legal actions Dean,and threaten me, I'll fight you with every last breath in my body." I said with determination edged in my voice.
"You could've called! Maybe I would have been there for you."
"Are you serious?! I tried everything." I cried out. I did tried to make contact with him. The day I knew I was pregnant, I was actually happy because we used to talk about having a family of our own, and how he would migrate to Guyana to live with me, however, I stopped believing in sophisticated lies the night I found out he left Guyana.
I ran my hands through my hair, face flushed from shouting. I walked up to him, looking at him sadly, I asked him to leave. Stephanie and Edvard would be home soon. I don't want them to see me crying because of Dean.
He looked at me with distaste on his face. "You didn't try hard enough. Be sure to hear from my lawyer. Goodbye Harris."
"Whatever, just leave." I said defeated.
He walked towards the living room, he stopped to look at the kids watching the Tv. For a long moment he stared at the kids, he turned to look at me "You deprived me of five long years, I won't let it surpass that." With that he left.
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It was seven o'clock in the evening and I was pacing my room going out of my mind. The event that took place earlier today, drove me into insanityStephanie and Edvard came home to me crying on the kitchen floor,Stephanie was the one who ran up to me and asked me what was wrong; I explained to her what happened and she was shocked to hear that his lawyer was going to be involved.
To be honest I was too, because he had changed so much and I guess my plans to have him played were to be cancelled seeing that I have bigger problems now.
I stopped pacing and plopped myself on the stool in front on the mirror.
I looked like a hot mess. Black rings around my eyes, blotchy nose and swollen eyes from crying. I sighed and picked up a hair-brush to brush my unruly mane. Then I braided my hair and placed my slik wrap on my hair.
Since coming on vacation, I haven't spent much time with the children and I felt bad about it...I missed them.
Being a single parent was never easy, and I often wondered if I was alone, if other single parents felt the way I did. I went through my pregnancy alone, my parents shuned me and told me to leave their home which I was happy to do because I didn't my baby to grow up in a home that made was filled with hate, pride and people who wanted me to have it killed.I'd always believed no one was quite ready to be parents. However, parenthood was something that chose you and you've got to recognize that all things in life that you gave up on, that this was one you were never going let go of , it was not a question of choice. Being a parent was the best feeling in the world, you get to guide the next generation, make memories and be a part of something big. Too bad many people weren't seeing it this way, because of that, we have unnecessary abortion, children who grew up in broken homes and children who are subjected to abuse in all forms.
Becoming pregnant was a surprised and I would never call it a mistake because I have two bundle of joy and I would show them how much I appreciate them by taking them out tomorrow on a picnic.
I confirmed it in my head, that I was going out with the kids tomorrow as I wrap back my hair with the silk head wrap, after braiding it in five single plaits.
I got up, walked towards my bed,dusted it off so I could sleep peacefully without the bedding bothering me.
Seriously? You know damn well that was not going to bother you. My subconscious sneered at me.
I rolled my eyes at my inner voice and jump under the covers on my bed, I reached over and turned off the lamp. I fixed myself on the bed, shifting trying to find a good spot.
Sighing I got up and pounded on my pillow, fluffing it so I could lay back down and fall asleep. I plopped myself back on the bed and next thing you know I was out.
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This is all I can do for now 😩😩😩😩 I have a whole lot of assignments to do for school and it's taking a toll. Plus mid terms are coming up and I need to focus.
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The Soldier's Affair
RomanceThe course of true love never did run smoothly according to William Shakespeare and for Rebeca it never did. Rebeca never knew she would fall in love with Dean, an American soldier who came on work-related issues to Guyana. He came and upturned her...