Chapter 1: Land of Confusion
Mickie rolled over to look at the clock and saw that it was almost four o'clock in the morning. She tossed around in bed hoping Randy would finally come home to her. For months now, she noticed how she's been ignored by Randy as if she no longer meant anything to him. Mickie didn't understand why he was coming home so late or sometimes even the next day in the morning. She guessed the reason for his lateness was work-related since she knew he had more responsibilities to take care of now that he was the manager at his work but she hated the fact that he put his job before her and their two children. She sensed that their relationship was slowly drifting and wasn't exactly sure why he'd been pushing her away. She knew things would get better therefore she never questioned him about it. She loved him and wasn't ready to lose Randy. She wanted their relationship to last not only because she wanted to be with him forever but for the sake of their two children.
Without Mickie's acknowledgment, Randy was tired of his marriage life and had decided on his own that their marriage was over. He didn't feel any need to let his wife know, thus he secretly started having an affair with another woman, deceiving Mickie.
Mickie starred at the ceiling and figured she should get some sleep, seeing how she would have to get up in about an hour and head to work. The twins; Ethan and Ava were going to be taken care of by their nanny, Ms. Garcia after she left for work. So there were now two less things on her mind. Ms. Garcia was considered family to the Ortons; she lived with them since the twins were born and was excellent when it came to caring for the twins.
Mickie's train of thought was soon broken by the jingling of keys and heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. It was now 5:43 in the morning when her husband, Randy decided to come back from wherever he was last night.
"Where were you?" Mickie quickly sat up, asking as soon as he walked into their bedroom exhausted.
"Out" said her husband of four years.
"Randy, you've been gone since I last spoke to you yesterday, which was after you left for work at six. You said you were going to go over the blue prints for the new building with Ted."
"Yeah…and I did" Randy yawned as he loosened his tie.
"Well you said you'd be home in time for dinner, but you never came home last night. The kids and I were worried and waited for you…you ignored my fucking calls and didn't bother calling me back at all!"
Randy simply ignored her and unbuttoned his shirt.
Mickie sat there boiling in rage at his nonchalant attitude. "Ugh, don't come strolling in here the next morning and just to tell me you were out! Tell me where the hell you were Randy!"
"Damn woman, as soon as I step foot in this fucking room; it's constantly you bitching at me! What's wrong with you Mickie?" Randy asked, groaning. He stripped down to his boxers and walked toward their bed. Mickie quickly took her magazine and chucked it towards his head.
"Fuck you Randy, You got some damn nerve. Why are you doing this to me, to our family, to us?" Mickie cried.
"To us? What the hell are you talking about? Huh Mickie? Please tell me! Exactly what is it that I'm doing?" Randy finally snapped at her, turning red.
Mickie bit her lip and wondered why he was speaking to her in such a tone.
"Just as I thought, not a damn thing!" Randy yelled. "God…all you ever fucking do is complain and bitch at me like you're my mother or something! Damn, can't you just shut up for once and chill the fuck out!"
Mickie sat there in silence as she crossed her arms, starring at him with disgust. She didn't know why she was being so speechless at the moment. Usually she had a spit fire mouth and throat cutting words, but at the moment all she could find was silence.
"Stop starring at my ass and get yourself ready for work. I'm going to sleep." Randy said, as he climbed on top of their bed to sleep the day away.