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Get Out
I was laying on our bed, facing the open door. Tears were steaming from my eyes. I hadn't slept at all, I physically couldn't. Whenever I closed my eyes I could see him, the love of my life, with some tart. I felt sick at the thought of him with someone else. I was probably way over protective and over reacting but could you blame me?
It was 8:30 AM. I had watched the clock slowly tick all night long. The kids were still fast asleep as far as I could tell, and I hoped they would stay that way until Nick came home.
I suddenly heard a car door slam shut. I had no more time to think. Nick quietly entered our home, dumped his jacket and headed for our bedroom. I heard him reach the top step and sigh as he came to the door. It was now or never.
"Hey," he whispered.
I sniffled as I tried to wipe away all the evidence that I had been crying.
"Are you ok?" he asked softly. He came in and sat on the edge of the bed and carefully placed his hand on my hip.
I tried not to say anything, I didn't want to give him the satisfaction, but when I started crying again the anger almost exploded out of me.
"No, I'm not ok," I sniffled.
"What's happened?" he asked.
"As if you don't know," I said.
"Why should I know?"
"It's your fault," I sighed.
"What's my fault?" he asked.
I sat up and started laughing. "You really are clueless."
"Sar, I can't fix it if you don't tell me what I've done," he said softly.
I sobbed some more. Was he trying to make me hate him more?
"Sara, please," Nick begged. He moved his hand to push away a stray piece of hair from in front of my face but I flinched.
"Don't touch me!" I shouted.
Nick looked at me. His eyes just screamed hurt and betrayal, much like mine probably did.
"You cheated on me!" I sniffled.
"What?" he asked looking confused.
"How long has it been going on for? Weeks? Months?" I asked.
"What?" he asked again. "I'm not cheating on you."
"When then? When it did it start?"
"It hasn't, and never will," he protested.
"I don't know why you're protecting her. Who was she? Stripper? Dancer? Wouldn't surprised me, we already know you like hookers," I smiled sarcastically.
"Don't you dare bring that up," Nick snapped as he stood up.
"Don't you dare tell me what to do!" I said as I climbed out of bed so we were facing each other with the bed between us.
"Look Sar, I don't know what's made you think this but…"
"This, this red hair. Who was she? Do I know her?" I interrupted and throw him the t-shirt.
"What does a red hair have to do with this?" he asked.
"It proves you cheated on me," I said.
"No it doesn't," Nick protested. "We meet different people everyday, one of them could have been a redhead."
"Funny, Cath said the same thing," I chuckled.
"You told Catherine?"
"So it's true?" I asked as more tears swelled in my eyes.
"No, of course it isn't true. Why would I do something like that? Why would I sleep with some slut, when I have you?" Nick asked softly.
"Oh so I'm a slut?" I shouted.
"No, wrong choice of words. I meant why would I want more when what I've got is all I've ever wanted?"
"Cause I'm not good enough. Cause you don't do 'commitment.' any number of reasons, actually," I sniffled.
"Well I didn't cheat and I never will," Nick said.
"Somehow I just don't believe you," I chuckled.
"Well you hardly have a good track record with men," Nick snapped.
"Excuse me? Don't change the subject," I said.
"It's true, isn't it?"
"Yes. Maybe that's why I thought you'd be different," I yelled. So far, it wasn't going well.
"Honestly Sara, I don't know why you ever thought I'd cheat. I would never want to hurt you. I love you. We got married. We have 4 kids that we should be worrying about," he said.
"Don't use them against me," I said.
"I'm not. I just thought you knew me," he sighed.
"So did I."
"Now what are you doing?" he asked as I opened the wardrobe doors and pulled out a suitcase.
"Packing," I answered.
"You don't have to leave," he said.
"I know. I'm packing for you," I smirked.
"Why?"
"Um, have you not been here for the past 10 minutes? You still haven't answered my questions but quite frankly I don't give a shit," I yelled.
"There's no one else, Sara," he said in a very sympathetic voice.
"You're not gonna get any sympathy from me, you shouldn't have cheated," I sniffled.
"But I didn't!"
I ignored him as I started shoving his clothes into the bag.
"Sara, stop. We can talk this over," he said.
"That's just it Nick, we don't talk. You're not interested unless it has something to do with a case, the kids or sex," I said.
"Well let's start talking."
"No, we're well past talking," I said.
"We managed this time yesterday," Nick argued.
"See, there you go again, not thinking with your head," I shouted.
"What do you want me to say?" he yelled back.
"You can start by telling me about what happened to you when you where a kid," I said.
"What about when I was a kid?" he asked.
"The fact that you were raped when you were 9. Catherine told me," I sniffled.
"She had no right," Nick snapped.
"I know, but I begged her. It all makes sense. I know now why you wouldn't let a babysitter in the house," I said. "Why didn't you say anything?"
"It never came up. And you've not exactly been open about your childhood either," Nick shouted.
"Where would you like me to start?" I yelled back.
"I don't know, how about the beginning?" he suggested sarcastically.
"Don't be sarcastic," I said as I wiped away my drying tears. "You still haven't answered my questions."
"I have, you just don't believe me."
"Oh I believe you. I believe you're lying to me," I shouted as I started to cry again.
"I'm sorry the truth isn't what you wanted to hear. I'm sorry I haven't cheated but please stop crying, I hate it when you cry," he said with tears forming in his eyes too.
"Oh shut up! You're just sorry you got found out," I said.
"No, clearly I should be sorry for loving you," he said. "Sara stop!"
"Or what?" I asked.
Nick walked round to me. He was getting so frustrated, I had never seem him like it. He raised his hand to me, as though he was about to hit me, but for some reason stopped mid-action.
"Go on Nicky, I dare you. Then our kids can turn into me," I said firmly.
"Sar, I'm…"
"Get out! You can finish packing by yourself, if you can handle it?" I said. "Then you had better be gone by the time I'm out the shower."
I throw the bag down on the bed and headed for the door.
"No, Sar, wait," Nick pleaded.
"Oh and remember to say goodbye to your children, you're not gonna see them for a while."
With that, I speed walked down the hall to the bathroom. I slammed the door shut and turned the shower on, only to mask my heartbroken sobs. I hadn't planned in the conversation turning out the way it did, I thought he would have had a genuine reason for the mysterious red hair and that I would've believed him. But for some reason I just didn't.
Nick sighed and continued packing his suitcase. He knew that no matter how much he argued with me he wouldn't win. I was just too stubborn. In the past, we had joked about what we would be in for if our children had inherited my short temper. But at that moment, it was funny.
Nick left the room and was greeted by 3 out of his 4 children gathered in the hall way.
"What's happening Daddy?" Isla asked as a tear fell down her cheek. It broke Nick's heart. The kids hated us fighting, so we rarely did. That was probably why that argument was so bitter.
"Um, Daddy's going to have to go away for a few days, is that ok?" he asked Isla as he knelt down in front of her.
"Uh-huh, I guess. When will you be back?" she asked.
"Soon princess, I promise," he smiled before sharing a short hug with his youngest daughter. "I love you."
"Love you too, daddy," she smiled as she stepped to one side for her twin brother.
"Right Dylan, you do what you're told for a change. You're gonna be the man of the house for a while, so I need you to look after your mum and keep your sisters out of trouble. Can you do that for me?" Nick asked our 6 year old son.
"Yes dad," Dylan groaned.
"That's my boy," Nick smiled as he ruffled up his son's hair.
"Daddy!" screamed Maddie as she wrapped her arms round her Daddy's neck, pushing Dylan out of the way in the process.
"I do need to breathe, Maddie," Nick coughed. "Can you try not to get into to much trouble while I'm away?"
"I'll try," Maddie giggled.
"Good girl," Nick laughed as Maddie kissed his cheek and ran off.
He stood up and expected to see Ava but she wasn't there. He sighed as he watched the other 3 disappear downstairs without a care in the world. He wanted to remember how that felt. Instead of standing in the hall listening to the shower, he walked to our eldest daughters bedroom and knocked on the door.
"Ava," Nick said as he pushed the door open.
"Bye Dad," Ava said coldly as she turned her attention to anywhere but her father.
"Angel please," Nick said.
"Just go."
"You heard everything, didn't you?" he asked.
"Yes, I guess it's the price you pay for having your bedroom right next door to your parents. Rather me than the others though, huh?" Ava shrugged a shoulder as she slowly made eye contact with him.
"I wish no one heard it. I wish it hadn't even happened and none of that was said," he sighed.
"Bye," Ava said.
Nick had to squeeze his eyes shut so that he didn't burst into tears. "I love you."
Ava didn't reply.
Nick left her alone, she needed space to think. He hoped that was all I needed too. He picked up the bag of his scrupled clothes from our bed and started walking downstairs to the front door.
"Bye guys, I love you all," Nick shouted before he closed the door.
He climbed into the drivers seat of his car and thought of who he could turn to in his hour of need. Warrick was going to an out of state conference the next day, so not him. Catherine probably wouldn't let him in, he thought, and would have her hands full with Lindsey, so not her. Nick eventually was left with no option but Greg.
"I love you Sara. And no matter what you say, I'm not giving up," Nick said to himself before putting his car into reverse.
Thank you for reading. Hope you liked it. The next chapter might get a bit confusing 'cause it's gonna be in Nick's POV so I hope no one, especially me, gets confused. Review please.