Strings

He Makes Me Sick

"Talia, sweetheart are you okay?" Nicholas said while banging on the door. "I'm fine." I yelled drying my tears and putting on my pajamas before walking out. "You didn't seem okay downstairs?" He grabbed my hand and sat me down on the bed.

"You've got to understand that there isn't anything you can't tell me. I love you." He said pushing my hair out of my face. "I'm telling you, nothing's wrong I'm just tired." I said before pulling back the covers and laying down.

"Natalia I know that someth--" he began. But I couldn't take it anymore, what more does he need? "Nicholas, goodnight." I said turning the opposite direction from him. It was silent for awhile before I heard the sheets move and felt his body weight shift on the bed. "How am I suppose to know what's wrong if you don't tell me?" I heard him mumble.

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"Can you take Amelia with you today? I have lunch with the girls." I said to Nicholas while I was holding Amelia. "Really? To practice Natalia?" He whimpered. "Yes, one day with her won't hurt you Nicholas." I said handing her to him. "Practice is no place for a 1 year old, let alone a girl." He said looking at her.

"Mike Lawrence brings his nephew to practice almost everyday now, so I'm sure coach won't mind Amelia." I said patting her back before turning to leave. "But Mike's a fucking idiot." Nicholas yelled.

"Hey, watch your language in front of her. I cannot believe you don't want to spend one bloody day with you child. I've took her to multiple things that were associated with me and now you can't take her to one practice." I said throwing my hands up in the hair.

"It's whatever, just go." He said grabbing Amelia's baby bag. Uh he can be such an asshole sometimes. "Whatever Nicholas." I said before picking up my purse and heading out the front door. He makes me sick, like literally I feel like I'm about to throw up.

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