Loise's POV
It was chaos when Oliver and I arrived at the house. The twins were crying and screaming all at the same time. Mrs. Cowen look distressed to. I followed what Oliver instructed me to.
I carried both of them and took them to their bedroom.
"No no..." Basti said while walking towards his toddler bed grabbing his binky.
While Vivi burried her face on my neck bawling.
"Basti, come here babe... can you tell aunty Loise what happened?" I asked.
Basti then walked back towards me.
"Mommy sad... daddy..." Basti answered.
Did Macy just told this poor kids about their dad? What the heck was she thinking???!!!
"Daddy???" I asked again.
Then Vivi raised her face and said "Oyivew."
I am so angry at Oliver! I need to ask him what did he told Macy the last time they talked. I clearly told him to fix it. Not make it worse!
I looked at Vivi and Basti and I felt sorry for them, for going through this. It must be hard to go through something you don't understand.
I tried putting Vivi on her bed but she screamed no. So I ended up lying with them both on the floor.
I loved this kids. Even before I knew that they were my family. Even when they were still inside Macy's tummy.
I have decided that I will be taking them both home in the morning until Macy and Oliver start to act like adults and resolve their issues without hurting the twins in the process.
The 3 of us fell asleep.
Macy's POV
I busied myself at work today. I need all the distraction I could get. I feel hurt and numb. I can't even cry anymore.
I received a phone call earlier today from Oliver's lawyer. Telling me about the divorce. I was gobsmacked.
After almost 2 years, he still wasn't finished hurting me.
I was ready to give him everything. I already gave him everything. I was ready to take a leap with him.
But he'd just betrayed me.
I f*cking named our children after him!!! How could he be so cold and heartless!
Tonight, I am planning to tell the kids about their dad before I would contact Oliver's lawyer.
I honestly don't know how to tell them but I didn't want them to feel disappointed that their daddy didn't want them. And I especially didn't want them to know that their daddy didn't want them from other people. So I have to do it since this is all my fault.
Then I had a light bulb moment...
That's probably it. Oliver doesn't want the kids. Come to think of it, he hasn't reached out and asked about the kids. That's why he quickly wanted a divorce.
I dreaded going home. How I wish I could stay longer and work but my dad and mom are away so even if I wanted to work late, I can't.
I went home at 5PM.
Mrs. Cowen helped the children eat their dinner so I could shower and get changed. Then I bathed them and helped them put on their pajamas.
I read them a book and when I finished reading, that's when I told them.
"Can mommy tell you two another story?"
"Yes mommy pweease." Basti excitedly answered while Vivi said, "swowiee".
Basti has always been faster in learning to speak.
"You know how the baby bears has a mommy bear and a daddy bear? You have a daddy bear too!"
"Weawy mommy?" Basti asked.
"But unlike baby bears' daddy, he can't live with us."
"No... no... let's go see daddy." Vivi said.
"Daddy not loves me and Vivi mommy?" Basti looked at me in the eye. I could feel the pain on my son's words.
And it hurt so much! I wish I could take back what I told them. I wish I could take their pain away.
Then Vivi started crying. I couldn't cope anymore. I walked out of the room and asked Mrs. Cowen to tuck them to bed.
I was crying. It hurts to tell your own children that their father doesn't love them. I didn't know what else to do. What was I suppose to do? This was all my fault. I was the one who caused all these trouble since day one. And now, even my children are suffering the consequences because of me.
I went to my dad's study and I found 2 bottles of scotch. I took a sip. It tasted vile and I could feel the heat in my throat. I kept drinking. I wanted to be numb but the more I drank, the more I can see Oliver's face in my mind. And it hurts.
In my frustration, I thrown the drinking glass on the wall it broke and shattered. The sound of the glass hitting the wall and the sound it makes when it shatters, made me feel a better. So, I did it again. And again. And again until there was no more glass to throw. I really didn't care if I trashed dad's study. I just wanted to feel better!
Why does it hurt so much when Oliver told me that he wanted a divorce? Why does it feel like it's sucking all the life that's left in me?
I must have fallen asleep. I could feel someone in the room with me but my eyes won't open. My eyelids were heavy.
"Baby..."
I thought I heard Oliver.
I laughed. I am high and hallucinating. I am delirious too.
I feel like I'm being lifted up.
Did the scottish people invented the scotch? 'Cause they did a good job. I feel like I'm in the clouds.
Then suddenly, I was lying in my bed. I used my last ounce of strength to open my eyes.
I saw Oliver.
I'm still hallucinating!
"F*ck you for f*cking my life Oliver."
"I even named my children after you!"
I laughed again. This is hilarious and stupid!
"You know I loved you right?"
"Oh I'm just drunk and delirious!"
"Go away! Stupid stupid dream."
"I hope you choke Oliver."
I was going to say something else but I could feel something warm on my face. It felt so good.
"Hmmm..."
Then I fell asleep.
Oliver's POV
I went to check Loise and the kids and they were already asleep on the floor. I put a blanket on them to make sure they won't get cold.
I went back to Macy's room.
I was going to go home after I checked her one last time when I heard her mumbled.
"You know I loved you right?" Macy said while her eyes were closed.
Then that hit me.
She deserves a better man. Someone who could love her and make her happy. She deserve so much better than what I gave her.
I laid beside her. We were spooning. How I missed having her next to me, feeling her breath and smelling her hair. I love this woman so much it hurts.
I couldn't sleep. I wanted to cherish this moment because it might be the last.
You know when you wanted the time to slow down but then it goes so fast. But when you wanted it fast, it goes slow.
I wanted to stay like this with her for longer but I know I can't. I don't want to hurt her more than I already have.
It took a lot of courage for me to get up. Macy even while still asleep tried to stop me from getting up.
I looked at the clock it 5 o'clock in the morning. My time is up and it's time to go. She turned towards me. I kissed her lips.
"I love you baby." I whispered.
But she deserves more. She deserves someone better.
I slowly got up and put a blanket on top of her.
I checked my kids again. They were still asleep on the floor with Loise. I was going to kiss them goodbye but I didn't want to disturb their sleep.
I walked slowly until I reached the front door. Then I drove my car away.