05/03/2012 9:00 AM
I awaken to the sound of yelling. I wipe the sleep out of my eyes and sit up. I look to my left and notice that John isn't lying next to me.
"John!" I yell as I get out of bed.
"John!" I yell again.
"In the hall!" John yells back. I walk over to the crib, look down, and smile at the sight of my sleeping baby girl. I bend down and give her a kiss on the forehead.
"I'll be right back baby girl. I'm gonna go out into the hall and check on your Daddy." I say. After giving her another kiss on the forehead, I walk over to the hotel room door, open it, and frown at the sight of John.
"What's wrong baby?" I ask John as I step into the hall. My foot is blocking the door from shutting.
"I hate him." John mumbles.
"Who baby? Who do you hate?" I ask John.
"Damion. He…he called your phone, and…and I answered it, and…and he…he said…he said that I'm…I'm no good for you, and…and then he said that you should leave me for him, and…" Before John can finish his sentence, I interrupt him.
"Are…are you serious?" I ask John. John shakes his head yes.
"Give me my phone." I say to John. John hands me my phone. I press the contacts button, and scroll down to Damion. I press on his name and then on his number. I put the phone to my ear. Ring! Ring! Ring!
"Hey Randy, what's up?" Damion asks me.
"Who the hell do you think you are Damion? How dare talk to my husband like that. Don't ever call this number again, you stupid piece of shit!" I yell into the phone. Before Damion can say anything, I hang up on him.
"I…I can't believe you just did that." John mumbles.
"I…I can't either; but you and I both know that I would do anything to protect this family." I mumble.
"I know you would, and thanks baby. I hope he doesn't call you again. I'm sorry that I answered your phone." John says.
"It's ok baby. I forgive you." I say.
"Good." John says.
A.N. I lost my muse for this story. Please help me out, thanks.