Chapter 3
The sound of crying awoke Randy. He was completely disorientated, after discovering the empty space beside him and Alanna lying in her crib crying hysterically. He rubbed his eyes, before getting up and jumping to Alanna's crib only on one leg. Quickly picking her up and rocking her in his arms.
"Shh... Don't cry baby... Daddy is here," he whispered and kissed her forehead: "Poor baby, you're hungry, aren't you?" he grabbed one of his clutches and went downstairs with Alanna on his arm.
She was placed in her pink baby chair, so Randy could get her sippy cup and mashed bananas.
He attached a bib around her neck and placed the food and cup in front of her.
"Flight 108 asking for permission to take off?" Randy said, holding his hand in front of his mouth, pretending to hold a walkie-talkie. Alanna looked at him like he was a complete idiot, but he continued anyway.
"Flight 108, you may take off. Have a good trip!" he picked up the pink spoon and dived into the yellow puree.
"We have to deliver this yummy banana puree for a special little girl! Here it comes, open your mouth," Randy sounded excited, as he began to direct the spoon towards Alanna's mouth. She opened her mouth and let the flying spoon deliver its package.
She clapped her hands and laughed satisfied.
"Ah, ah, ah!" she exclaimed eager to get more of the delicious puree. Randy couldn't help but laugh, Alanna was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He loved her more than anything.
"Seems like you're ready for more," he chuckled, as he made another spoon full of banana.
He gave a jump when the door suddenly cracked open and he looked up quickly, to see Samantha entering the room. She sent him a quick phoney smile, before she walked to them and kissed Alanna. Randy placed the spoon in the soup plate and stood up, grabbing his clutch to get support.
"Where have you been?" he asked and put on a serious face. Samantha walked to the kitchen counter, where she dropped her purse.
"I returned a pan, which I borrowed from a friend," she replied and opened the fridge to find something eatable.
"That's a lame excuse for leaving without telling me or even worse, you left Alanna. I woke up to her crying!" Randy tried to be strict, but he was not very good at it, when it came to being it towards Samantha or Alanna.
"I'm sorry, honey, but you were both sleeping and I knew Alanna would wake you, if she wanted something."
"You can't just leave her?"
"Well, you did good on your own, what's the problem?" Samantha shrugged her shoulders and looked over at Randy for the first time during their conversation. Randy wasn't to pleased with Samantha's indifferent attitude and he didn't try to hide his disappointment.
"You leave her like that often?" he asked blaming and hobbled to her. She broke the eye contact and looked inside the fridge instead.
"No, I never leave her? You were there, so why are you making this such a big deal?"
"Because I love you Sam! And I love Alanna, I'm worried about you... Both of you. I'm worried something bad might happen to Alanna, she's my kid and I wanna protect her, but it's difficult when I'm on the other side of the planet... And I'm worried about you, 'cause I know something is wrong, you have never acted like this before!" he said in a calm and caring, maybe a little over protective, voice. He sighed loud and grabbed her chin between his thumb and index finger, gently turning her face towards his. She didn't want to look him in the eyes, but his eyes demanded her to.
"I've always appreciated your honesty. You're easy to trust and I know you wouldn't do anything stupid... Now tell me what is bothering you, because it's killing me to not know or be able to help," he looked deep into her liquid eyes, once again trying to figure out what was wrong. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, letting go of a couple of tears.
"I'm sorry," she whispered with cry in her voice: "I just missed you so much and I'm afraid I can't deal with all your traveling anymore. It's too hard to see you leave and it's too hard to take care of Alanna all by myself," Randy looked down at the floor, feeling the guilt rise inside of him.
"Samantha I-"
"You don't have to say anything, I have to figure this one out by myself," she stated, not even thinking about listening to what he had to say.
"You want a divorce?" he asked with a huge lump in his throat. Would she really leave him, because of his job? Even though she new from the very beginning that he would be traveling a lot?
"I didn't say that... I... I just need to think things through, so don't push me into a conclusion."
"Honey, I would never push you? If you need time, I'll give you time. I just want you to know that I love you very much and I would be devastated if you left me. And what about Alanna?"
"Stop Randy, just stop!" she said and closed the door to the fridge and pushed herself past him. She went upstairs, Randy jumped after her.
"Sam, don't do this, I'm sorry! Whatever I did, I'm sorry!" he shouted and tried to keep up with her. Randy knew there was more behind it, than she had already told him. Him being away had never been a problem before. There had to be something , which had triggered it off.
Samantha didn't answer him. She just rushed inside the bathroom and slammed the door right in front of him. He stood there for a couple of seconds, before he knocked.
"Come on, Samantha... Open up," he said while trying to get it up, but it was locked already: "Why can't we just talk, I don't wanna discuss or argue with you, I just wanna talk," he begged and pressed his forehead against the cold wooden door.
There was nothing to hear from inside the bathroom, he wondered what she was doing in there, until the shower was turned on. He sighed and rubbed his face with one hand.
"As you want," he gave up and went downstairs again.
Alanna was still sitting in her baby chair, but the plate and cup was not in front of her anymore. Randy looked at the floor, puree was spilled all over it. He sighed once again, before grabbing a wet rag and wiping it off.
A phone began to ring. He recognized the ring tone, it had to be Samantha's phone. He stood up and walked to the counter, it came from her purse.
They used to answer each others phones, if the owner of the phone wasn't around, so he opened the purse, picked up the phone and pressed answer.
"Hello?" Randy said, but the caller cut him off immediately. He frowned and opened the call list. Last incoming call was from a guy called Richard Bender?
He looked over his shoulder, to see if Samantha was around. When he saw she wasn't, he opened her cellphone's in-box and scrolled down her text messages. Every single one was from this Richard guy. Randy couldn't help himself, he scanned the kitchen once again, before entering her latest message.
Are you coming over tonight? Richard3
The message was from yesterday. Randy cocked his head and got into a thinking state of mind. The first thing, which popped into his head, was Samantha cheating on him. But he quickly pushed that thought away, she would never do anything like that... But who was he?
The phone in his hand started to vibrate. He looked at the screen and entered the message.
Samantha, what is going on? Why did you leave so suddenly and why is some guy picking up your phone? Can you please come over tonight, I need to know what is going on. I have a family too, you know... Love Richard 3
The thought of Samantha cheating on him came crawling back, but he killed it once again. He would never cheat on her and she would never cheat on him... But something told him to erase the message, just to be on the safe side... So he did... and put the phone back into her purse, before closing it and returning to Alanna.
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