I woke up with that feeling. That he had done something. I could taste it. I called the cell phone company, and pronounced his name as a woman’s. The things these people fall for. “Hiiiiii. My name is Ryanne Jameson, and I lost my cellular phone last night, I was wondering if you could just tell me the numbers that the phone called between eleven p.m. and 2 a.m?” Here it comes. Ohgodohgodohgod. My heart started pounding. Maybe I’m wrong, maybe he went home after Cheddar Bob's. “Sure thing ma’am. Let’s see.. It looks like the number 7577297879 was called…quite a few times… fifteen times between eleven and eleven thirty five.” 7577297879... 7577297879 why does that ring a bell? No way. If anything, I thought MAYBE he had gone to Lil Rob’s. But BRYE? Again? This can’t be serious. My heart started beating, and I leaned against my mom’s bed, “Than…-thank you..” My heart was pumping, I could hear it in my ears and feel it in my throat. I couldn’t breathe. My vision started to go black. Now what, dear god. How can he keep doing this. Every time I let myself think we are doing good, we aren’t fighting, he isn’t disappearing.. I calmed down with the bitching.. Still. Always has to prove everyone else right. He will always be. This.
Think. What am I going to say, how can I get this all out to him without exploding. Okay, ill ask him what happened last night, and see what he says he did. I picked up the phone and dialed his number. The number I had known from heart since that day at the payphone in the hallway on Friday before I went home. Yawn. “What?” Deep breath. Stay calm and collected. Say things with no emotion. “So what did you do after I dropped you off at Cheddar Bob's? I called you for like thirty minutes and you never answered.” “Ohh ummm… He wasn’t there so I came home and took a shower and passed out. Why what’s up?” I heard Talen crying in the other room. “ well, I called the phone company, and they said you called Vickie fifteen times… how did that end up happening?” Silence. “Therese, I can’t believe you checked my phone records! That is NONE of your business. And you KNOW you are always going to start a fight when you do things like this. I can’t believe you did this to me, this is bullshit. I can’t believe you called and told me!” What? This is not my fault. No way, no how.
I hung up the phone and called Brye from the house phone, she would be more likely to answer a number she didn’t know. It rang twice and then someone picked up.
“Holler.” Seriously. Not in the mood for this blonde’s want to be gangster phrases.
“ So, how many times have you and Ryane hung out, and why and what happened and when.” My adrenaline was running. I was still feeling that oh so familiar pain of self worthlessness at getting cheated on yet AGAIN. I am the mother of his CHILDREN. He’s the one who said he wanted to be a family. This is far from being a family team player.
“ Wow Rese, I can’t believe you still don’t want us hanging out. All of that is done and over with. Ryane loves you and the boys, and I love Steve. All we do is get up and smoke blunts together occasionally, it is not that serious.”
“Right, like when you told me you couldn’t get over Christopher and the hickies that I saw on your neck last time I saw you WEREN’T from Ryane? Why should I believe either one of you?”
“Look…Rese…why don’t you come pick up me and Sissy and we can talk about this one on one? I’m at the gas station on the corner.”
