Eggs
I wake up to an argument with my wife, "Get up and eat." she says.
"No." I say.
"Now!" she says.
"No." I say again.
"Get up right the fuck now or I'm calling your parole officer!" she yells.
My mind is angry I'm swallowing the feeling though and I force the covers off where I sleep on the couch. I look at her and I'm near to spitting at her but again I swallow the rage.
Why are you disturbing me from my slumber princess!
These words are not said aloud for another reason, I fear her wrath.
She looks at me, "Eat the eggs I made for you on the table."
"You want me to eat the eggs?" I say.
"Yes eat the eggs." she says.
I sit at the table and make digestive sounds while swallowing the eggs. She knows I hate eggs.
"You're disgusting!" she says.
"So are you!" I say.
She slams the table with her fist.
"Why are you doing this!?" she yells.
Because I can
But I do not answer her at all.
She goes to the refrigerator and pours two glasses of milk. One for me and then one for herself.
"You're a real asshole ya know that?" she says in a lowered tone.
"I know." I say.
She has put me in my place now and I feel low.
She makes a quick exit for the bathroom as I eat in silence. When she returns my mind is racing with thoughts of anger.
"You must drive the kids to school, don't fall asleep again I'm warning you." she says.
I mumble something under my breath but she pays no mind.
"Fine." I say.
"Good now get dressed you don't have much time and I'm leaving for work." she says.
"Okay." I say under a low tone.
"Don't fuck with me mister I know when you lie!" she screams.
"I'm very sorry you feel I am a liar I have always been as honest as possible with you, you know?" I say.
"Uh huh what about that girl from work, Farah or something you lied about that." she says.
"Not in the least dear she is nothing but a friend." I say.
"A friend you fuck though isn't she?" she says.
"Now you are making accusations we only talk no more." I say.
"I don't give a shit, you shouldn't be talking with her anyway, I'm more important than her I'm your wife!" she says screaming.
And now the kids come downstairs crying "Mommy stop it!" and now I feel regret and guilt.
They should not see either of us like this
Somehow I force a smile and say, "Its alright son play with Miana for now and then get ready for school you have thirty minutes to get ready." I say.
"Okay I'm going, take care of the kids and no calling you know who." she says.
Farah...
She leaves and I swallow the eggs whole wanting to vomit at the same time.
I make the kids eat the leftover eggs the boy likes them but Miana my daughter shares the same sentiments I do.
"Yuck." says Miana.
"I know mom made me eat them too." I say.
She laughs and my earlier feeling of regret is lifted for the moment.
"Lets get ready for school." says the boy.
Miana leaves her eggs where they are and the boy gets up soon after.
They go up to their rooms and do the necessary steps to getting ready for school. Shower, change clothes and, "DAD! I'm READY!" shouts Miana. "Lets go." says my son.
"Okay go outside wait for me at the car." I say.
They head out the door and I grab the keys to the minivan.
"What took you so long dad?" asks Miana.
"Keys are hard to find sometimes." I say, I toss the keys up in the air and they land in my hand perfectly.
I put the keys in the door and slide the door open to the back seats. The both of them hop in and I jump in the driver's seat turn the ignition and off we go its only a mile but it feels good to be behind the wheel again.
After dropping the kids off I fall back to sleep on the couch since she has locked me out of the master bedroom.
See you in a few princess
"No." I say.
"Now!" she says.
"No." I say again.
"Get up right the fuck now or I'm calling your parole officer!" she yells.
My mind is angry I'm swallowing the feeling though and I force the covers off where I sleep on the couch. I look at her and I'm near to spitting at her but again I swallow the rage.
Why are you disturbing me from my slumber princess!
These words are not said aloud for another reason, I fear her wrath.
She looks at me, "Eat the eggs I made for you on the table."
"You want me to eat the eggs?" I say.
"Yes eat the eggs." she says.
I sit at the table and make digestive sounds while swallowing the eggs. She knows I hate eggs.
"You're disgusting!" she says.
"So are you!" I say.
She slams the table with her fist.
"Why are you doing this!?" she yells.
Because I can
But I do not answer her at all.
She goes to the refrigerator and pours two glasses of milk. One for me and then one for herself.
"You're a real asshole ya know that?" she says in a lowered tone.
"I know." I say.
She has put me in my place now and I feel low.
She makes a quick exit for the bathroom as I eat in silence. When she returns my mind is racing with thoughts of anger.
"You must drive the kids to school, don't fall asleep again I'm warning you." she says.
I mumble something under my breath but she pays no mind.
"Fine." I say.
"Good now get dressed you don't have much time and I'm leaving for work." she says.
"Okay." I say under a low tone.
"Don't fuck with me mister I know when you lie!" she screams.
"I'm very sorry you feel I am a liar I have always been as honest as possible with you, you know?" I say.
"Uh huh what about that girl from work, Farah or something you lied about that." she says.
"Not in the least dear she is nothing but a friend." I say.
"A friend you fuck though isn't she?" she says.
"Now you are making accusations we only talk no more." I say.
"I don't give a shit, you shouldn't be talking with her anyway, I'm more important than her I'm your wife!" she says screaming.
And now the kids come downstairs crying "Mommy stop it!" and now I feel regret and guilt.
They should not see either of us like this
Somehow I force a smile and say, "Its alright son play with Miana for now and then get ready for school you have thirty minutes to get ready." I say.
"Okay I'm going, take care of the kids and no calling you know who." she says.
Farah...
She leaves and I swallow the eggs whole wanting to vomit at the same time.
I make the kids eat the leftover eggs the boy likes them but Miana my daughter shares the same sentiments I do.
"Yuck." says Miana.
"I know mom made me eat them too." I say.
She laughs and my earlier feeling of regret is lifted for the moment.
"Lets get ready for school." says the boy.
Miana leaves her eggs where they are and the boy gets up soon after.
They go up to their rooms and do the necessary steps to getting ready for school. Shower, change clothes and, "DAD! I'm READY!" shouts Miana. "Lets go." says my son.
"Okay go outside wait for me at the car." I say.
They head out the door and I grab the keys to the minivan.
"What took you so long dad?" asks Miana.
"Keys are hard to find sometimes." I say, I toss the keys up in the air and they land in my hand perfectly.
I put the keys in the door and slide the door open to the back seats. The both of them hop in and I jump in the driver's seat turn the ignition and off we go its only a mile but it feels good to be behind the wheel again.
After dropping the kids off I fall back to sleep on the couch since she has locked me out of the master bedroom.
See you in a few princess
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