Chapter 2
I just looked at the two of them, when everyone left we put Lena to bed that's when things got ugly.
"What's with you?" Mimi asked I pulled her to the bathroom. "Our daughter was getting soap when she found this" I opened the cupboard. Her face went pale and she looked like she was about to pass out.
"Roger, I can explain" "Please do, please tell me that this is old, tell me you haven't been…" when I saw the tears start to come I knew she couldn't, we both knew that if she did it would be a lie.
I grabbed her by the arm and we walked towards the door. "Ow. Roger" I opened the door and we walked down the stairs I didn't want to fight in the loft.
Once we were outside I let go of her. I looked at her and her teary eyes. "Mimi, how you be so stupid? Didn't you learn anything, ANYTHING" she just sobbed. "What about our daughter, did you think of that?"
"Roger" she cried "I…I" she was at a loss for words. "When did you start up again?" I made my voice sound less threatening "Lost month" she said.
I didn't know what came over me, maybe it was the painful memories, or maybe it was because I feared for Mimi's life, for Lena's life. I didn't mean to but…I slapped her.
We both stared in shock. Shit I thought, did I leave a mark? What the hell was that? "Mimi" I started but she just looked at me and ran down the street.
I went back to the loft to call Maureen to watch after Lena if she woke up. Then I headed to the one place she always goes to when she's sad.
"I thought I would find you here" I said as I approached Angels grave. "Roger, I don't know what came over me" she said. "I never meant for this to happen I swore I would never do this again especially with Lena"
I wanted to say it was alright, everything would be fine. "I didn't mean to hit you" was what I got out. "you had every right to especially because its Christmas Eve."
I did the same thing to her as I did six years ago I made her go away. I told her to get out, and come back another day. I knelt down beside her. "Mimi, I don't want a repeat of the past."
She looked up at me with her brown eyes. I wiped a tear from her cheek, and kissed her. Then I told her that when she was ready and had gotten herself together I was at home ready to talk