August 24, 2017
I almost thought I lost my journal for nearly a week until I found it in Eveline's room under her pillow. That sneaky little girl really thought she could hide it...
But what she wrote... Sure, she took my journal and probably read most of it, but she must've wanted to apologize for her sudden outbursts. Actually, she and Mia did say sorry about a million times to me but I at the time didn't want to see her or Mia. I eventually forgave Eveline because she is just a child (a child with some mental issues, but still, a child) and she didn't seem to like Alan.
And let me get this off my chest...
I don't like Alan either.
Not. One. Bit.
I really want that to be the last time I ever see him, but knowing Mia, she'll probably invite him over again while I'm gone. After all, those two are perfect for each other.
Speaking of which, despite her attempts to apologize to me, I barely spoke to Mia for the rest of the week. When I did, I'd be quick and to the point. It was that bad that I refused to sleep in the same room with her and ended up sleeping on the couch.
I was even thinking of moving back to Texas. Alone.
Because I've had enough of the shit she's pulling...
In fact, for the next two days after Alan stopped by I was at the local bar with Terry and Ken. I asked for advice on how to handle all of this. Ken wasn't so helpful, but Terry had a lot to say. He was obviously against me going back to Texas alone and went on a huge rant over it.
"You can't just leave your wife and daughter! Don't be that dead-beat dad who leaves his family!"
"True... But I'm at a crossroads here."
Terry then went on to explain that these things happen when starting a family. Sure, I don't trust Mia and I don't like Alan, but evading my wife isn't going to solve anything. Besides, he said, I had a little girl to take care of.
"It ain't no walk in the park... Most couples don't have the slightest clue how to raise a kid, but I'm sure you'd make a great dad, Ethan."
He then joked that I won't be as good as him (And I won't lie. I probably won't).
"These things happen, but that's the joy of it all. That's the joy of bonding... the joy of being a family."
I took another shot once Terry said the "F" word while Ken was laughing his ass off. It was far too cliched for Ken to take Terry seriously, but I knew was Terry meant.
It meant making a few sacrifices.
It meant trusting Mia...
I swallowed another shot, then I nodded back at Terry.
"...I'll think about it."
That's all I could say, before I took my coat and left that day. Luckily, I was still sober enough to drive myself home. When I got home, I noticed a steel black box off the side of the porch. This puzzled me, so I walked up to the box. Upon closer examination, it was actually a suitcase. I didn't touch it, but I read the front lable:
WINTERS, ETHAN
And that was it, besides a small umbrella-looking insignia. It didn't say where it came from or who delivered it.
Then it hit me.
The call from a few weeks back.
That guy... Redfield.
He really wasn't screwing around... He actually sent something to my house. A "package."
If this was a joke, it sure as hell isn't funny...
I was hesitant, but I took the suitcase slowly. My conscience told me to trash it, but... I couldn't. At least not yet. I'll call the police about this harassment. Something has to be done about this.
Before I could unlock and open the door, I took a deep breath and bit my lip.
It's fine. Everything's going to be OK...
Slowly, I opened the door and called out "I'm home..."
Silence for a while. It was just about two steps before someone jumped on my back saying "Boo!" Startled, I held my breath and I almost fell to the floor.
Damnit, Eveline...
But I shouldn't be so surprised... this isn't the first time she's jumped me (and it certainly won't be the last).
She seemed happier every time I was around, always jumping around and hugging me. I think that she likes me over Mia, and I guess I can understand that.
Like Terry said, "Daughters tend to lean towards fathers."
I asked Eveline where Mia was to which she put on a mischievous smile and replied the typical "I dunno."
Yeah... Of course you don't know...
But, she gave me a letter and said that "Uncle Lucas" stopped by and gave her the letter.
Uncle Lucas? God, that just gave me so many chills down my spine...
Eveline also told me that some other guy stopped by today and left that package at the porch.
"Did you see his face?" I asked.
"Nope!" She replied.
I sighed. Even if she saw his face, I don't think Eveline would even bother to look twice. She also asked about the suitcase and I told her that "I got it from work." She gave me a look, but then shrugged it off and continued with her day.
Damnit, I just remembered. I have to finish that audit soon...
I'll stop here for now.
Ethan W.
August 26, 2017
First the suitcase, and now... Jack's birthday party?
Yes, apparently the letter was an invitation and Jack's turning 55 next week (He hasn't aged a bit! No sarcasm intended!). It's going to be a surprise party and Marguerite insisted that we should come and celebrate.
"Oh, and bring food! Lots and lots of food!"
Jack must have a big appetite...
But, actually, what happened last night...
Well, it all started with Mia and I. It was 8:00, I remember. Eveline was asleep (finally) and I was still working. Then I heard the door open.
"Ethan?"
It was Mia, calling my name.
I was still upset with her even after a week has passed. Sure, I shouldn't be holding such a grudge, but the idea of them... being together... It hurts.
It hurts like hell...
At first I ignored her, pretending that I didn't hear her the first time, but she stayed persistent. After the third or fourth time, I answered bluntly.
"Aren't you coming to bed?"
"No."
I didn't look at her. I couldn't look at her. The whole Alan incident still ate me from the inside and just looking at Mia only embittered me. Knowing Mia to stay ever-so persistent, she wrapped her arms around my neck, her hands slipping inside my shirt. I could feel her warm fingers sliding against my skin.
My initial response was that she was trying to seduce me (and I still think she was) or she wanted me to pity her, but the next part probably left me speechless for a time.
She layed her head on my shoulder and I felt a teardrop on my neck.
"Ethan..." I heard her faintly, "I... I'm sorry..."
Mia... was she crying?
This was rare. Very rare. Rarely ever have I witnessed Mia crying because I knew her as a happy-go-lucky woman, but this definitely caught me off guard. I could tell she was trying desperately hard to keep her tears to herself, but the constant sniffing gave it away immediately, but I tried to stand my ground.
Damnnit... I will not be swayed by tears, Mia.
That's what I thought, but in the end I couldn't ignore her anymore. I have to come clean with reality— for the last few days, I was emotionally hurting her and in the process I was torturing myself mentally. I was scared, to be completely honest.
Have I really let a stranger who I've met only once almost tear apart our marriage?
Looking back at it, it's pathetic. Utterly pathetic, especially for a guy like me...
I was hesitant, but I placed my hand over hers and gripped it slightly. I'm not good with words, but I had to say something.
"Mia..."
She raised her head up slowly and stared directly at me. I stayed silent until I mustered up a few words. I don't remember what I said exactly, but I think it went something like this:
"Mia, even though I have my doubts, I love you and... I just don't want to lose you."
I wiped away the tears from her face.
"I just want to trust you... That's all."
She looked... surprised, I'd say almost puzzled, but nevertheless, Mia smiled at me. She reminded me of our vows— our commitment to one another. No matter what happens, she'll stay by my side she said and she believed that I'd do the same.
"Besides, we have a child to take care of. It'd be a shame if she only had one parent to take care of her."
She giggled and I chuckled. For the first time in weeks, I was genuinely happy—happy to have Mia around. I was so happy that I kissed Mia on impulse. I didn't mean to do that, but she kissed me back. She bit my lower lip gently as she pulled back and I knew then just by looking at her face (and the rising bulge in my pants) that we both craved each other.
I then carried her bridal style and dashed towards the bedroom. I wasted no time.
So... Mia and I... hit the sheets... (We had to keep it down though because Eveline was still asleep)
First time in a long time we actually had a moment like that since... the day after our marriage?
Jesus... that was a long time ago...
We snuggled for the rest of the morning and Mia told me I was "good" but not "that good" (She was joking I later realized). But on a serious note, I'm glad we spent the night together like this... and I won't give up on her, even if it came down to the worst.
But... the suitcase... I've decided I'll tell her about the suitcase after I take it to the police. I don't want whatever's in there hurting her. I couldn't live with myself if that happened...
Oh yeah, I almost forgot to mention...
"I know what you two did last night!"
Oh, God... Did Eveline...?
Fuck...
FUCK!
Now Mia and I have some explaining to do... A lot of explaining to do.
Actually, Mia just called in for a "family intervention."
Like Terry said, "The joy of being a family..."
I hope he's right...
Ethan W.
Author Notes
You thought I was dead, but it was me, Bon! KONO BON DA!
JoJokes aside, yes, it's been a while since I've posted anything because life happened, but I'm glad I got this posted...
More family drama and a few comedy moments from our favorite narrator Ethan!
Yep, Ethan and Mia had... sexual relations in this entry. I'm wondering if it's still safe to give this a T rating...
Thanks to all the peeps who were patient! I promise to bring you more! I just hope I'll find the time to write...
Chao~!
~Bon De Soren
