"What is that noise," I mumbled as I lifted up my head from Kevin's chest. "Kevin," I mumbled as I shifted my position in the bed. When he didn't move or respond I nudged him. "Kevin."
"Huh," he said groggily.
"Do you hear that?"
"Yeah," he said sleepily. "It's probably somebody next door," he said turning over.
The loud banging persisted. I pulled the covers back and got out of bed to investigate it. "I know your ass in here," I heard someone yell on the other side of the door. "Get your ass up!" I looked through the peep hole and opened the door.
"Ma wha---"
My mother burst through the door yelling and carrying on. "What did you do," she asked, waving a bunch of papers in my face. I stepped back and looked at her. "He's gone! What the hell did you do!" I walked away from her and went to go sit down on the couch. I put my head down. "What the hell did you do Alyssa, huh!" I pushed my hair back out of my face. "Ma," I yelled back, "Ma! Calm down! What are you talking about? It's too early in the morning for all that damn yelling."
She shoved the papers in my face. "Read these." I snatched them from her and quickly read it over. When I was finished I looked up at her. "I fail to see the problem. Daddy signed the divorce papers like you wanted and left you a note saying that he was moving out. Actually, I think it was nice of him to write you that note. I wouldn't have extended to you that same courtesy."
"Don't get cute with me Alyssa, okay," my mother snapped back. "Those divorce papers have been sitting on his desk for the past four months and within that time frame he has not looked at them once. This morning, however I wake up and guess what I find? Guess," she said sticking her neck out at me."
I rolled my eyes and huffed. "The div---"
"Yep. The divorce papers sitting on the night stand near my side of the bed, signed Aimé James," she said tapping the paper. "So go 'head and fess up. I know you had a hand in this?"
"I like how you fuck up your marriage for the past twenty plus years and all of a sudden I'm the evil mastermind behind your divorce. Get a grip ma. I didn't encourage him to sign anything," I said standing up.
My mom put her hands on her hips. "Your father must know."
I gave her a blank stare. "You care to elaborate on that?"
"About you. He knows about you and it was too much for him. That's why he signed the papers," she rationalized.
"I just know you not over here getting emotional over a man you don't even want. You cheated on him for pete's sake or do I have to remind you that you're carrying another man's child!"
My mother fixed her eyes on me. "Are you and your father colluding against me?" She held up her hand. "And be honest. I rather know now so that I can prepare myself for what's coming."
"What ma," I said scrunching up my face. "You know what, never mind. It is entirely too early to be dealing with this level of lunacy, okay. I'm going back to bed," I said walking off.
"Admit it. You told him."
I turned back around and faced her. "Told him what ma?"
"About the affair, the baby, everything."
I sighed and threw my hands in the air. "You know what, yes. He asked me and I told him. He had a right to know."
"Damn it Alyssa," she yelled, "I thought we agreed that I should be the one to tell him!"
"We did, but when will you realize that the men in your life don't trust you? Dad, Dominick, and whoever else you fucked and got away with. Your word means nothing to them."
