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Kimberly's Love: Her Secret Life Pt. 20

*As before, dedicated to the old writers and people, my sisters and everyone else ^_^
-Lexa*

Michael: *groans and gets his jacket* I'm gonna be at the bar.
Me: Michael, wai-
Michael: *slams the door*
Me: *jumps*

I couldn't hold back the tears.

Izzy: *walks towards me* Mom...you and dad really aren't gonna get a divorce are you?
Me: *sighs and sits on the chair* I don't know. We've had fights like this before but not as bad as this. 
Izzy: *hugs me* It'll be okay, mom. *sighs* Jess and Dylan were listening.
Me: *gets up* They upstairs?
Izzy: *nods*

I walked upstairs and knocked on their door.

Me: *walks in* Can we talk?
Jessica: Mommy, you and daddy aren't gonna get a divorce are you?
Dylan: *sniffles* Yeah. Are you?
Me: *sighs and sits on the bed* I don't know. Hopefully not.
Jessica: *hugs me* I don't want you to go, mommy.
Dylan: *does the same* Neither do I.
Me: Kids, no matter what, I'm not gonna go anywhere. Got it?
Dylan&Jessica: *nods*

-Dinner-

I heard the door open and I froze. I heard him walk into the room.

Me: Um...I'm gonna be at my mothers for a while. Just to let you calm down.
Michael: I don't give a damn. *walks out of the room*
Izzy: *looks at him* Dad...
Me: *sighs* It's alright, Izzy. Go get your brother and sister, dinner's ready.

We all sat at the table, completely silent.

Jessica: Where's daddy?
Dylan: He's usually here by now. 
Me: *gets up* I'll go see. *walks upstairs* *knocks on the door* Mike.
Michael: *opens the door* What the hell do you want?
Me: *looks down* The kids were wondering where you were. Are you gonna eat or not?
Michael: No. *slams the door*
Me: *sighs and goes back to the kitchen* Izzy, you're gonna have to take care of them.
Izzy: Why?
Me: I'm going to my mothers.
Izzy: *gets up* Mom, dad will get over this, trust me.
Me: I know. But he just needs some time to cool off.

I kissed the kids goodbye and headed out to the car. The drive was long, I was thinking so much. I mean...what if he really did want a divorce? What would happen with the kids because of the trials? I sighed. I shouldn't be worrying so much.

-A week later-

Mom: Bill, bill, bill, your father, bill, oh here's one for you. *hands me a piece of mail*
Me: *laughs and opens it* *gasps and covers my mouth*
Mom: What is it?
Me: *teary eyed* Divorce papers...

*Dun dun...-_- i am NOT doing that again. lol
-Lexa*

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