Lies, Sacrifices, and Alibis

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Chapter 61

I had a whole plan of action for the day. I had packed up Logan’s things the night before, making sure to bring his blanket and little teddy bear that he couldn’t sleep without. I didn’t bring everything. However, not knowing where we might end up, I brought things for the hot and the cold just to be on the safe side.

Once Mike had left for the office, I went into my closet and packed my clothes. I had no clue where Corey was taking me. If we were going to California for the weekend, then I’d need bikinis and cool outfits. Maybe he wanted to go to Alaska, then I’d need the warmest things I have. He could want to go to Florida where it rains a lot, which meant something cool yet warm at the same time. Once more, not knowing where the hell we were going, I packed enough for all extremes.

As I passed by the dining room table, I noticed Mike had left me a note. I picked it up, and read it.

My dearest Elyse,

I realize you want more children, but isn’t it good enough I gave you Logan? I’m sorry my swimmers are so slow, but I can’t guarantee it won’t take a few more years to make another child. Maybe we should just start working on it right away. The more we do it, the more we have the possibility. At this rate, as often as we have sex, it could be longer than 10 years.

I’m not going to the clinic. I’m sorry if that makes you angry, but I’m not doing it. There are so many children in this world that need parents. Maybe we should give adoption a try? I think we can get a baby much quicker that way. I think we could have a whole houseful of adopted children and you won’t suffer through childbirth and neither will I.

You need to move back into our room and stop being so unreasonable. You’re like a spoiled teenager when you don’t get your way. You stomp down the hall and barricade yourself in another room. It needs to stop. You’re an adult. Act like one.

I love you and Logan more than I can say.

Passionately,

Mike

After taking a picture of it, I read the letter a few times. I wasn’t sure what angered me more. The fact that he called me a spoiled teenager or that he tried to pull off the same lie. The more I read it, the angrier I got.

I knew there was a slight chance that maybe he thought Logan was his. He had the same blood type. He looked a little like him. He didn’t think I’d cheat. Trust me. I thought the same thing. However, it didn’t excuse him from not telling me what happened when he was younger before we got married. He should have been honest about what the doctor told him, but instead he lied to me. He made me think that we were going to have more children than I could handle.

I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote him a response.

Michael,

When you proposed to me you said you wanted your own baseball team. You said we would have a lot of children. Over the years, you’ve given me one excuse after another about why we couldn’t have a baby. I loved you enough to ignore it and do whatever it was that made you happy. I pushed my own wants and needs to the side. I’m not doing that anymore.

I’m not sure when you changed your mind about children, but I haven’t. I still want many. I want more now, especially after seeing how great it is with Logan.

So, I’m nothing more than a spoiled rotten teenager not getting my way, huh? I’m glad to know how you truly feel about me after all these years. I wonder why we got married to begin with.

Wait a minute… it’s coming.

Oh yeah! You said you wanted just as many children as I did! That was obviously a lie.

You leave me no choice in this decision. I think it would be better for the both of us to take some time out, a break from each other if you will. I think we both want different things in life and I can’t pretend to want that anymore.

We’ve grown apart and it’s not fair to either of us to continue this. Your facts are lies, look into your heart and you’ll see the truth.

I’m taking Logan and we’re going away for the weekend. I’m leaving the wedding ring set, because I’m not sure I want it anymore. We’ll talk when I get back.

E~

I took off my ring and stared at it for a few minutes. At one time, it meant the world to me. It was a symbol of the love I had for the man I married. Now, it was nothing more than a symbol of all the lies.

Yes. I contributed to those lies as well, but he started them.

I set the ring down on the note, took a picture, and called a cab. I put all the bags by the door and then went up and got Logan ready. I thought about taking my car, but because it was in Mike’s name he could easily claim I stole it. I wouldn’t put it past him. I left the car keys on top of the note also.

Packing for our weekend, there were already five bags sitting at the door. He should’ve told me where the hell we were going! I sent a text to Corey, letting him know that we were on our way, just waiting on the cab, as well as the pictures of the two letters.

The cab arrived by the time I finished. While the driver put the bags in the trunk, I put Logan’s car seat in the cab. Once he was buckled in, I climbed in myself. I did it! I started this whole thing where the road was leading me straight into chaos. However, I had to know the truth. I was reminded of ‘A Few Good Men’ for some odd reason.

“You want the truth? You can’t handle the truth!”

Maybe so, I thought back, but I have to know.

Once Mike read my letter, he was going to call my family. He would bitch and whine to my mother and she would be the first one to hit my phone up wondering what was going on. I’m sure her E.S.P. would bug her to no end.

Tania. My sister and best friend. As much as I wanted to call her and tell her what was going on, I couldn’t. Until I found out who sent that stupid fax, I couldn’t trust any of them. Had Mike found out about our plan and sent me into the only person that could give me a child from his bloodline? No. That was just crazy. They hated each other. I still needed to find out what was so bad that it ripped a family apart as well.

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