The sound of the door closing wakes me. I look at Sergio to see a piece of paper in his place.
'Haley, I'm at training, call if you need anything. I love you. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx' it read. I smiled and went back to bed, only to be woken twenty minutes later by the cries of the 2 and a half year old twins.
I force myself to their room to see them walking in their cots. I don't hesitate when i pull out my phone, recording them and sending it to Sergio, then twitter, saying 'THEIR WALKING! xoxoxo'. I immeadiatley get responses from twitter, but it takes an hour for Sergio to reply.
'AWWW, wish i was there, be home before you know it! xxxxx'. After feeding the twins and myself, I put them in the playpen and run into the gym. I slowly walk towards the scales, knowing the numbers will be bad.
'10st8lb' i read. I feel sad yet angry at myself. I don't know why - none of this was my fault. I end up spending the rest of the day working out, checking up on the twins every 15 minutes. By the time Sergio is home, i measured myself again. '10st7lb'. Well thats definately something.
I wipe myself with a towel and sprint down the stairs to greet him. He smiles. 'Hey Hales, good-' i stop hime with a deep, passionate kiss. 'Well someone is in a good mood.' he laughs, still holding me. I nod and kiss him again.
Once i pull away, i run upstairs and pull him with me. 'What, now?! I haven't even seen the tw-' i cut him off by removing my sports bra. 'Now it is.' he says.
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Pulling on my dressing robe, i leave the room silently. I check up on the twins, who are contently playing with large lego blocks, and begin making pasta. We have no pasta. I dial the local pizza place and order a large cheese.
I'll just eat the free salad that comes with it, give a slice to the twins leaving Sergio to have the rest. His hands are suddenly around my waist, and his head is hovering over my right shoulder, whispering dirty words in my ear.
I laugh and say 'Well, we have tonight.'. He nods, smiles and then asks what is for dinner. *DING DONG*. I pick up a tenner and open the door. I don't speak, or even make eye contact with the man. I just take the pizza, hand him the money and shut the door before he can judge my hidious body.
Sergio just looks at me and shakes his head, the smile returning. I take out the salad tub and chuck the box lazily onto the table and go to the playpen. I pick them both up and seat them in their baby-seats, placing fruit and a thin slice of pizza on their baby-tables.
'You not having any?' Sergio asks, eyeing my salad container. 'Nope, i'm dieting, i gained 2 whole stone.' i reply, focusing on the salad. 'You're beautiful, you don't need to diet.' he says, making eye contact.
'I WEIGH TEN F***ING STONE, DON'T CALL ME BEAUTIFUL!' i scream, throwing my salad on the floor and running to the gym. I lock the door and begin on the running machine. He knocks on the door a few times, telling me to unlock the door.
I stepped off, went up to the window, and put my headphones in, just to rub it in. What has gotten into me? One second i'm desperate for sex, the next im locking him out, yelling at him? I run on th machine at the fastest it will go, only stopping if i need water.
Once the hour timer beeps, i reset it and go to the other equiptment, swapping until i have finished all of the activities. I look at my watch and curse under my breath. It's 1 in the morning, Sergio will have gone to sleep.
I feel so angry at myself for being so rude to him. I quietly unlock the door and tiptoe upstairs, being extra careful when i open the door to my bedroom. I carefully click the door into place and turn around to see him staring at me.
'Go to sleep, i'm sorry for everything, i just lost it. Go back to sleep, i didn't mean to wake you.' i say, climbing into bed. 'Are you ok?' he asks. I nod. 'Why wouldn't i be?' i say, confused. 'No reason.' he says, rolling over to see my face.
I see his is tired, but he refuses to blink. I'm about to turn away to sleep when his lips meet mine. 'You're tired. You need to sleep.' i effortlessly complain. 'I need you more than sleep.' he replies, pulling my face back towards him.
He kisses me, his hands in my hair, mine on his shoulders. I climb ontop of him, ripping the buttons off of his shirt. He peels off my dressing gown and pauses. 'You work out naked now?' he asks. I nod and begin kissing his neck.
'I'm gunna have to join you sometime.' he replies, running his fingers through my hair. I stand up on the bed and remove his boxers, smiling.
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