Part 8
Kyle walked inside Michael's office with a smile on his face and some donuts. Michael just nodded his head while Kyle sat down.
"Morning, Michael." Kyle said.
"Morning. What kind of donuts did you get?" Michael asked Kyle. Kyle gave him the box and Michael took out 2 glaze donuts.
"So did you talk to Maria last night?" Kyle asked him.
"About what?" Michael asked.
"You know. About patching things up." Kyle explained.
"I don't want to push it. She needs space right now and I'm going to give it to her." Michael told Kyle. Kyle just nodded his head.
"Well, I shouldn't be telling you this but Tess told me something that Maria told her." Kyle said to Michael. Michael waited for Kyle to talk but he didn't.
"Well?" Michael asked.
"Well what?" Kyle asked Michael.
"Are you going to tell me or are you going to make me guess?" Michael asked.
"Oh well, Tess said that when she was talking on the phone with Maria the other night. Maria said...." Kyle paused. "I don't think I should be telling you this."
"Oh my gosh! Kyle f*cking tell me already!" Michael demanded.
"Alright, alright. She said that she still loves you and doesn't want to loose you. She also said that she hated the fact that your not in the house but..." Michael cut Kyle off.
"Oh great, there's a 'but'." Michael said.
"She just said that it seemed as if you were hiding something from her. And that until that feeling goes away or you tell her what your hiding, she doesn't want to get back together. So my advice to you Michael is that you tell Maria what ever you're hiding. Because whatever this secret is, it's killing your marriage." Kyle told Michael.
Michael just nodded his head. Kyle was right, he did need to tell Maria. He loved her and Brendan more than anything in the world. And he would do anything to keep the one's he loves.
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Maria ran downstairs and into the kitchen. It was her day off and Brendan hadn't stop crying since he woke up. This house was really big, she kept having to run up and down the stairs. Maria heard Brendan cry even louder.
"Brendan, Mommy's coming. Hold on." Maria yelled while getting Brendan a bottle. Maria ran back upstairs and picked Brendan up. She gave him the bottle and he stopped crying. "Thank god." But a few minutes later Brendan started crying again.
"Oh come on, Brendan. What's wrong?" Maria asked as she started rocking Brendan in her arms. Maria heard the door open. 'It had to be Michael. He's the only other person with a key. But what is he doing here?' Maria thought to herself.
Michael walked inside the house. He heard Brendan crying and walked up the stairs. He saw Maria rocking him, she looked tired. He walked over to them and smiled. Maria didn't smile back.
"What's wrong?" Michael asked.
"What's wrong? Well, lets see your son hasn't stopped crying all day." Maria told Michael. Michael frowned at Maria.
"Is he sick?" He asked.
"No. I check his temperature, already. I gave him a bath, that only stopped him for about 30 minutes and I gave him a bottle, which only stopped him for a couple of minutes." Maria explained to Michael.
"Here let me see him." Michael told her. Maria gave Brendan to Michael. Michael started rocking Brendan. "What's wrong, Brendan?" Michael asked his son. Brendan continued to cry for a little bit more but stopped after a couple of minutes.
"It worked. He stopped!" Maria said with a smile. She then sat down in the rocking chair. "Thank goodness." Maria then looked up at Michael.
"What are you doing here?" Maria asked him. Michael gently placed Brendan down in his crib.
"Could we go into the bedroom and talk?" Michael asked her. Maria looked at Michael and then nodded her head. Michael and Maria walked to their bedroom, together. Michael shut the door and turned towards Maria.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Maria asked Michael. He didn't answer right away. He just looked at Maria.
"I wanted to tell you something, that I think you should know. And I just want to make you don't cut me off. So could you not say anything until I'm finished?" Michael asked her. Maria nodded her head and sat down on the bed. Michael sat down next to her and sighed.
"Okay, I can understand why you would think that I was unfaithful to you. Me coming home late a lot. I know if you were to do that. I would get pissed off too. I just need for you to understand that I would never, NEVER do that to you or Brendan. You guys are everything to me and I wouldn't do anything to mess that up. You understand that, right?" Michael explained to Maria.
"Michael, I understand that but I can't change the way I feel. You say you would never do anything to hurt this family but you do. And I admit it I do get on your ass about stupid things sometimes. But Michael, these are feelings I have inside me and I can't just change them. You have to give something more than you want to hang out with the guys as an excuse." Maria told Michael as a tear slid down her cheek.
Michael didn't say anything to Maria. There was just silence. He wanted to tell her the real reason. But all he wanted to do was to hold her again and wipe away the tears that were in her eye's. But instead of telling her, he just sat there. Watching his wife cry.
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Kyle walked inside Michael's office with a smile on his face and some donuts. Michael just nodded his head while Kyle sat down.
"Morning, Michael." Kyle said.
"Morning. What kind of donuts did you get?" Michael asked Kyle. Kyle gave him the box and Michael took out 2 glaze donuts.
"So did you talk to Maria last night?" Kyle asked him.
"About what?" Michael asked.
"You know. About patching things up." Kyle explained.
"I don't want to push it. She needs space right now and I'm going to give it to her." Michael told Kyle. Kyle just nodded his head.
"Well, I shouldn't be telling you this but Tess told me something that Maria told her." Kyle said to Michael. Michael waited for Kyle to talk but he didn't.
"Well?" Michael asked.
"Well what?" Kyle asked Michael.
"Are you going to tell me or are you going to make me guess?" Michael asked.
"Oh well, Tess said that when she was talking on the phone with Maria the other night. Maria said...." Kyle paused. "I don't think I should be telling you this."
"Oh my gosh! Kyle f*cking tell me already!" Michael demanded.
"Alright, alright. She said that she still loves you and doesn't want to loose you. She also said that she hated the fact that your not in the house but..." Michael cut Kyle off.
"Oh great, there's a 'but'." Michael said.
"She just said that it seemed as if you were hiding something from her. And that until that feeling goes away or you tell her what your hiding, she doesn't want to get back together. So my advice to you Michael is that you tell Maria what ever you're hiding. Because whatever this secret is, it's killing your marriage." Kyle told Michael.
Michael just nodded his head. Kyle was right, he did need to tell Maria. He loved her and Brendan more than anything in the world. And he would do anything to keep the one's he loves.
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Maria ran downstairs and into the kitchen. It was her day off and Brendan hadn't stop crying since he woke up. This house was really big, she kept having to run up and down the stairs. Maria heard Brendan cry even louder.
"Brendan, Mommy's coming. Hold on." Maria yelled while getting Brendan a bottle. Maria ran back upstairs and picked Brendan up. She gave him the bottle and he stopped crying. "Thank god." But a few minutes later Brendan started crying again.
"Oh come on, Brendan. What's wrong?" Maria asked as she started rocking Brendan in her arms. Maria heard the door open. 'It had to be Michael. He's the only other person with a key. But what is he doing here?' Maria thought to herself.
Michael walked inside the house. He heard Brendan crying and walked up the stairs. He saw Maria rocking him, she looked tired. He walked over to them and smiled. Maria didn't smile back.
"What's wrong?" Michael asked.
"What's wrong? Well, lets see your son hasn't stopped crying all day." Maria told Michael. Michael frowned at Maria.
"Is he sick?" He asked.
"No. I check his temperature, already. I gave him a bath, that only stopped him for about 30 minutes and I gave him a bottle, which only stopped him for a couple of minutes." Maria explained to Michael.
"Here let me see him." Michael told her. Maria gave Brendan to Michael. Michael started rocking Brendan. "What's wrong, Brendan?" Michael asked his son. Brendan continued to cry for a little bit more but stopped after a couple of minutes.
"It worked. He stopped!" Maria said with a smile. She then sat down in the rocking chair. "Thank goodness." Maria then looked up at Michael.
"What are you doing here?" Maria asked him. Michael gently placed Brendan down in his crib.
"Could we go into the bedroom and talk?" Michael asked her. Maria looked at Michael and then nodded her head. Michael and Maria walked to their bedroom, together. Michael shut the door and turned towards Maria.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Maria asked Michael. He didn't answer right away. He just looked at Maria.
"I wanted to tell you something, that I think you should know. And I just want to make you don't cut me off. So could you not say anything until I'm finished?" Michael asked her. Maria nodded her head and sat down on the bed. Michael sat down next to her and sighed.
"Okay, I can understand why you would think that I was unfaithful to you. Me coming home late a lot. I know if you were to do that. I would get pissed off too. I just need for you to understand that I would never, NEVER do that to you or Brendan. You guys are everything to me and I wouldn't do anything to mess that up. You understand that, right?" Michael explained to Maria.
"Michael, I understand that but I can't change the way I feel. You say you would never do anything to hurt this family but you do. And I admit it I do get on your ass about stupid things sometimes. But Michael, these are feelings I have inside me and I can't just change them. You have to give something more than you want to hang out with the guys as an excuse." Maria told Michael as a tear slid down her cheek.
Michael didn't say anything to Maria. There was just silence. He wanted to tell her the real reason. But all he wanted to do was to hold her again and wipe away the tears that were in her eye's. But instead of telling her, he just sat there. Watching his wife cry.
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