It's midnight and I'm banging on his door. He doesn't answer for a long time. He know it's me. His twin finally tells him to suck it up and face me. I can hear them on the other side of the door. He walkes to the door and swings it open. I notice that he's only wearing sweats and nothing else. I find it hard not to stare at him.
He looks at me with contempt with a bit of sadness as he asks me what it is that I want.
I tell him about how my husband slept with another woman in our bed. I tell him about how I walked in and saw them in the middle of it. I also mention how he took more care with a whore than he did with me in our marriage.
I expect him to welcome me back with open arms and show me that he loves me. I expect him to show me how a real man does it but he doesn't. He stands there and looks at me.
His only reply is that if that's the only reason I'm here than he doesn't have time for it.
I don't know how to reply. How do I tell him that I need him in my life? I don't want to leave my husband but then again, I do.
He shuts the door. I stand there in shocked silence.
I finally lose it as I scream at the door that I love him and that's why I'm here.
He hears it but doesn't answer, doesn't give in. He feels that if I really love him, I'll leave Ron. He doesn't want to be made a fool of again. He falls asleep as I wait for to reopen the door. I leave after realizing that he won't. My last thought is how do I tell him I'm pregnant with his child?
