Chris
I’m with my lawyer at her office signing the divorce papers. I don’t want to but this is what Trixie thinks she wants right now, so I’m going to give it to her. Then once the dust has settled I’m going to pursue her. Date her, start over one hundred percent perfect. This time around, I know things will work out for us. Starting fresh, with no past in our way, just looking to the future.
“There you go. I will get these faxed over to Sam’s office and we’ll submit them to the courts. I’m pretty sure Judge Simm is in on Tuesday next week, so we can get this over quickly.”
“Wow, that soon?”
Ms. Green shrugs. “No point in delaying if everything is signed.”
I nod. I guess this works, the quicker it’s done the quicker I can win her back.
I head back to work and see my boss, Joel, in his office. “Hey, come in,” he says when he sees me at his window.
“Hey man, what’s up?”
“Not much, between trying to hire a new service manager and planning this damn wedding, my brain is fried.” Joel recently got engaged to Della, a woman he was dating on and off for years, but he finally decided to just go for it. Their wedding is in three weeks.
“Any idea why we go through so many service managers? I swear, every week we’re trying to hire a new one.” It’s true, since I started working here nine years ago, we’ve went through service managers like crazy.
“Probably because of the shitty pay. I swear this dealership pays way less than other dealerships in town.” That is true. I’ve thought about leaving and going elsewhere for a while, but I have a good thing here, so I don’t see the point in leaving.
“So, I signed those papers.”
Joel looks at me in shock. “Why? I thought you were going to try and fight it?”
I smile at him. “Who says I’m not? I’ll grant her the divorce, but it doesn’t mean we can’t start over and eventually get re-married.”
Joel looks like he wants to say something but instead just shakes his head. “Well, good luck, man.”
I head out of his office and go to mine, getting caught up with all the orders and other paperwork then clock out early. Gonna go pick up my kid and spend the day with her.
I take her to her favorite park to watch the ducks and feed them some bits of stale bread. She loves animals. I would get her a pet but I don’t have the extra time to commit to the care of one.
I always imagined Trixie would be doing this with us, but that’s okay. I’m going to get her back and she will be with us and everything will fall into place. I’m going to make her see we can be a family.
**
Hours later, I decide to take Lita out for supper tonight, so we head to the local McDonalds play place. As I get her out of the carseat I hear the giggle that Trixie used to make when we were together. I look up, trying to find her and there she is. My eyes narrow because she’s not alone--she’s holding hands with Officer Twat! What the fuck? Inks not even dry on the divorce papers and she’s out with him?
The more I watch her with him, the more pissed I get, especially when I see him tug her into him and kiss her. I can’t watch this. “Come on Lita, let's go get some fries.”
I take one last look at Trixie and Officer Twat before I open the door to McDonalds and glare at them both. Preston’s head comes up, as if he knows someone is watching him, and his eyes connect with mine. The smug bastard winks and pulls Trixie in tighter to him.
He won’t be so fucking smug when I win her back.
**
When I get home and after I tuck Lita into bed, I grab a beer and turn on the TV, picking Wrestling, when my phone rings. “Yeah?”
“Hey man, so I have to tell you something,” Allan starts.
“Okay, go for it.”
“Do you happen to know where Trixie is living now?”
This has me confused, why does he want to know that? “She’s staying with Lilly and Vinny as far as I know.”
“Fuck man, no she’s not. She was only staying there until her real place was ready to live in. She moved in today.”
“Well good for her, I’m glad she’s got a place. Makes it easier for me to talk to her and see her without Lilly and the rest of that group around.”
“No, man, this just made it ten times harder for you.”
“Just spit it the fuck out.” I’m losing patience on this. “What’s going on?”
“She’s living with Preston Thrane.”
I did not just hear him say that. Moved in. With him! How long have they been together? Has she been cheating on me? This can’t be. Why would she do that. Is that why she rushed me along on signing the papers? Fuck!
“I gotta go.” I hang up my phone and dial Trixie’s number. It takes four rings before it’s finally picked up. And sure enough, Office Twat answers her phone.
“Where’s Trix!” I shout.
“She’s in bed.”
“Then wake her the fuck up, I want to talk to her.”
“Yeah, that ain’t gonna happen, man.” The phone goes silent and I realize he hung up on me.
I throw my phone across the room and it shatters on the wall. “Fuck!” I bellow. This can not be happening. Fucking hell.