I whipped my face with a wet cloth trying to get reed of the tear marks that was on my face.
Its been 3 years since that day. Since that day I walked in on Him and Her making love with each other on my couch.
I couldn't get reed of that image that still hunted my mind 3 years ago.
I loved him. Oh god did I love him so much. We was so happy together. We was even more happy when we found out I was pregnant. I thought are life's was perfect, but I was dead wrong.
I sat down the cloth and walked out the bathroom towards the baby room. I grabbed the baby bag and start packing clothes, pampers, bottles,and other important stuff. I zipped the bag and took it down stairs. I sat the bag on the chair and resume to walk up stairs when the door bell rung. I froze in my spot and turned towards the door. He's here. I walked slowly to the door and reached out to unlock it. I opened the door and there stood the man who I loved for three years Ichigo Kurosaki.
"H-hey Ichigo so nice to see you again" I said as I stepped aside to let him in. As he walked passed I could the cologne he used to wear everyday that I loved so much. I took a deep breath and lead him to the front so he could have a sit.
"Would you like anything to drink ... our eat" I asked stumbling over my words.
"No thanks ..." He looked at me and I couldn't help but get lost in those brown chocolate eyes that drove me insane.
"I'm gonna go get Ichiro and you could be on your way ... im sure you have important things to do" I replied to him I as I turned around almost running up the stairs.
I walked into Ichiro's room and picked him up from his bed. He looked so much like his father. Bright orange hair, chocolate brown eyes, and a scowl that matched his fathers so much it was almost scary.
I walked back down stairs and saw Ichigo pacing the front room. I cleared my throat and forced a smile on my face. I looked up at Ichigo to see him looking down at the wiggly baby in my arms. I placed Ichiro in Ichigo's arms and watched him closely. It was his six time seeing Ichiro and holding him and his first time every taking him away since we broke up.
I part of me didn't trust him, but a part of me did. I had to trust him. He was the father of my child. I didn't want my son to grow up with out knowing if he had a father so the best thing to do was to let him go away with his father for a few days.
Ichiro was 2 years old and a half. He could walk properly and talk a little to but he liked being treated like a baby.
I smiled as I watched Ichiro show Ichigo his toys.
"Alright little man time to get ready to go" I said snatching his coat off the coatrack.
"Buff mami I wafnt to stay wiff chu" It was hard trying to understand what he was saying but after a while of thinking I finally got it. "Sorry baby but you have to go" I muttered as I put on his coat. "Don't worry ok, mommy will see you in a couple of days. I looked at Ichiro and gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.
We walked to the front door and I opened it for them. "Alright Inoue I guess I'll see you in a couple of days or so". I nodded my head and watched as they walked away. I closed the door and slid down to the floor rubbing my face. I miss you Ichigo. I miss you so much.