Lies, Sacrifices, and Alibis

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Chapter 65

We had so much fun that it was really hard to come back. I still wasn’t sure what I was going to do. One thing for certain, Michael and I were about to have it out. Talk about a war zone? I was about to start a war with him that would be heard around the world. It was time to end the farce known as my marriage.

I sighed, looking up at Corey. “We’ve had so much fun this weekend. I don’t want it to end. Can I come home with you? Now?”

He smirked, kissing Logan’s cheek. “As soon as you deal with that issue we can go home.” He buckled him into the car seat in the cab. “I’ll see you soon, buddy.”

I groaned as he stood up, leaning into me. “After everythin’ I’ve learned… that’s number one on my list of things to do.”

“Good. I can’t wait for us to start our lives right away.”

“Mm, I like the sound of that already.”

“Then I can show you what it’s really like to live with me. No more saying goodbye except for work. I hate having to always say goodbye to you.”

“I’m not too fond of it either.” I kissed him gently. “After tonight, ya won’t have to do that anymore. I love you.”

“It only took one week for us to know. Souls know who their mates are. I love you too.”

“Hold my spot. I won’t be long.” I winked, climbing in next to Logan.

He laughed softly. “I’m going to see if my secretary sent me that fax yet. I have the address, I’ll meet you over there as soon as I get it.”

The cab pulled off with directions to my house. I practiced what I was going to say to the point the cab driver thought I was talking to someone. He kept looking in the rearview mirror as if he half expected to see someone sitting beside me, other than Logan.

Nearing my house, I was shocked to see all the cars in my driveway! I knew what it meant. My parents, Maureen, and Tania were all at my house. It was like they were waiting for me to show up to ambush me or something. I knew my parents were there to protect me.

“Please don’t stop. Keep drivin’ around the block.”

The driver looked back at me. “This is the address you gave me.”

“Just keep drivin’!” Taking out my cell phone, I called Corey.

He answered on the first ring. “Hell, that was quick! I haven’t made it to the hotel yet.”

“No. I haven’t talked to him yet, but something’s goin’ on.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean everyone is at my house; my parents, your mom, my sister, an’ Mike’s car was there too.”

“Everyone was there? I mean, I knew there was going to be some worry with you gone for the weekend, but I’m not sure why my mother was there.”

“I have no idea, but my gut instinct tells me it’s not good. I have like fifty missed calls an’ most of ‘em from my mother an’ twenty voicemails. I’m afraid to listen to ’em.”

“I’m hurrying. It shouldn’t take me long to get there. Whatever you do, don’t put Logan down. I wouldn’t put it past Mike or my mother to grab him and run.”

“Then you’ll be bailin’ me outta jail.”

He laughed. “Just avoid that by not letting that boy out of your arms. Okay, I’ll see you soon.”

“Okay.”

“Look lady, I can drive around all night if you want, but the meter’s going to eat you alive in cost,” the cab driver said.

“No. I’m ready. Take me to my house, please.”

“Are you sure this time?”

“Yes.”

I had the cab driver pull up closer to my neighbor’s house than my own. I didn’t want anyone looking out the window to rush out and make a huge scene. I took Logan out of his car seat and then grabbed his seat. Corey had already paid the driver well above what it was, giving him a filthy rich tip in the process.

He helped me get my luggage into the garage, walking around the side of the building so no one saw what we were doing. He laughed about it, claiming he felt like he was being punked. I assured him he wasn’t.

Once that was done, I opened the garage door that led into the kitchen and walked inside. I made sure to keep Logan pinned to me. I wasn’t letting him out of my sight for nothing. Not seeing anyone, or hearing anyone, I blinked in surprise. Maybe they weren’t there to jump my ass. I should’ve listened to those messages before heading in.

Walking through the kitchen into the living room, I was surprised to see everyone seated in silence. No one even noticed I was there yet. “What’s goin’ on? You guys look like ya just went to a funeral. Did someone die?”

Snapping his head in my direction, Mike glared at me from across the room where he leaned against the wall. “Where in the fuck have you been? I’ve been worried sick.”

Maureen stood, stomping across the room at me. “Where the hell have you been? You take my grandson off to think and you don’t have the decency to keep your phone on?”

“We were busy,” I told her, still holding Logan close to me.

“That’s an unfit mother if I’ve ever seen one. I used to watch Jerry Springer so I’ve seen a lot of them. Give me my grandson.”

I was about to tell her to back up, but my mother stood between us. “Hold it there, granny. How dare you talk to my daughter like she’s some crack whore out to sell her son for a bump. She’s a better mother than anyone in this room, so ya better step back before I knock ya back!”

I didn’t want to know how my mother knew what a crack bump was, but I felt a moment of pride when she stood between me and Maureen. Granted, I could take the woman on myself, but it still felt good knowing my mom still had my back.

“Hey, don’t you talk to my mother that way!” Mike said angrily.

“…an’ don’t you talk to my wife like that!” My father demanded, stepping up to Mike. “Ya might think you’re big an’ bad until this old man knocks ya into the wall.”

“Girl, why didn’t ya answer your phone?” Tania asked.

I sidestepped the grandmothers, looking around the room. “Okay, so it’s obvious I missed somethin’. However, Logan an’ I were out enjoyin’ ourselves. It’s somethin’ I haven’t done in years. Mike knows I don’t want this marriage. He doesn’t wanna have more children an’ I do.”

“The jig is up,” Tania whispered.

“What?”

Holding up a piece of paper, Mike stormed in my direction, being stopped by my father who got between us. “I went to the doctors for testing to see if I could be Logan’s father. I’m sterile so whose kid is that? He’s obviously not mine.”

Maureen shook her head. “I’ve thought of many things you could be, but I never thought you would be a cheater. There’s only one way Logan could look so much like Corey. You and Corey slept together, didn’t you?”

“My own brother?”

Everyone looked at me questioningly. There was a lot going on. Mike tried to show me papers. My father kept him away. Maureen tried to grab Logan. My mother stopped her from getting him. Tania watched everything with an amused grin and I was ready to slap it off her face.

I opened my mouth to speak; only it wasn’t my voice that emerged.

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