- Consider me your enemy
- Consider Me Your Enemy
Juan Luis
I hurried out of my mother’s house. I hope Katty’s situation isn’t too serious and that I can return to my children soon. If she feels so bad, why doesn’t she call her mother? don’t entirely buy the excuse that she doesn’t want to scare her mom. But if i decided to be with her I have to accept that this is how it will be from now on. The faces of my children haunt me. Their disappointment is killing me. I hope my mom doesn’t treat them poorly while I’m gone.
I make it to Katty’s apartment in half the usual time, taking the stairs two at a time. I knock on the door, hoping she’ll open it quickly. But no, I have to knock again, A
slightly pale girl opens the door, but she doesn’t seem to be in as much pain as she claimed.
“Love! You finally arrived. I was anxious for you to come and comfort me. My stomach hurts, and I didn’t want to be alone.” She makes one of her typical pouts, but right
now, I’m not in the mood to pamper her.
“Yes, I’m here. Get ready to go to the hospital.” As s
soon as she hears my words, she freezes. Seeing that she has nothing to say, she collapses onto the couch, starting to cry dramatically.
“Nooo!! I don’t want to go to the hospital. I’m scared of doctors. The tears streaming from her eyes aren’t fake. I think she genuinely dislikes going, but I won’t be at ease if I leave and she calls me again.
“Then what do you want me to do?” I ask, a hint of anxiety in my voice
“I just want you to be with me and pamper me. That’s all. If it’s too much to ask, you can leave right now. Her words sound like blackmail She knows I would be with my children today, so I hope this isn’t an excuse to leave them alone.
“Did you do this because you knew I wouldn’t see you today because of my kids? is that it? Because you should know that’s a dirty game, and I don’t like it. I’ve indulged you enough. I left my family and home to give you the place you want in my life, but if you’re going to do this every time I go out with Tony and Lily that’s not acceptable You know they are very important to me. I want you to understand that clearly. She remains silent. It seems what I said is exactly what happened. She starts crying again.
Forgive me, love, but I’m jealous. I know they are your children, but I can’t help it. If I ask you not to see them, would you comply? I get up from the couch. I didn’t expect her to be so honest; on the contrary, I thought she would deny it. But trying to separate me from the two people I love most is very low
“Katty, I never expected you to ask me this or act this way. I understand your jealousy, but not your behavior. It would be better if you analyzed whether you really want to be with me, because I will never abandon them!
walk toward the ect. If I don’t leave now, I might say something I don’t want to. I open the door but stop before leaving. “Answer me one question.” I see her looking at me attentively. The tears have miraculously stopped. “Did my mother tell you I was home with the kids?” She remains silent. It seems there are two people who don’t want me to spend time with my babies. “You don’t have to answer.
leave the apartment, slamming the door. I can’t believe both women are conspiring against two innocents. I hope that when I get back, they are as calm as I left them and that my mother hasn’t been rude to them.
I try to drive as quickly as possible, but unlike the way there, now there’s a lot of traffic slowing me down. It’s been almost two hours since I left. When I park my car, I see the living room lights are off. Maybe the kids are in my bedroom. I go upstairs and open my room, but it’s empty. I leave to check my mother’s room, but it’s also empty. Maybe she took them somewhere, I think to myself. I call Tony’s phone, but it goes to voicemail. I try my mother’s number, but it’s turned off. Not knowing what to do, I sit on the couch, Just then, one of my mother’s employees appears.
“Tina, excuse me, do you know if my mother took my children somewhere?” She thinks for a moment, but what she says leaves me speechless.
“No, siç the children left almost right after you. I don’t know what they were talking about with your mother but they were shouting a bit. It seems they went out into the street and left. Your mother couldn’t catch up to them.”
I jump up. How did they leave alone? Oh no, Amelia will kill me. I grab my car keys. I leave immediately and drive straight to my ex–wife’s house. On the way, I think about what I’m going to say to them. I don’t know why my mom and Ketty conspired to sabotage the Sunday I wanted to dedicate to my kids.
When I arrive, I get out immediately to knock on the door, but no one answers. Probably no one is home, I return to the car to wait for them, I’m there for more than two hours when finally, I see the lights of a car approaching it’s Cony’s car, as far as I can tell. Amy and the kids get out. After they say goodbye, I see they are about to enter the house. Before they do, I call out their names.
“Tony! Lily! Are you okay? The three of them turn to look at me. Lily’s eyes tall me she has been crying, while Tony’s gaze is full of resentment. This day couldn’t have gone
“Amelia, I’m sorry. I got a call and had to leave in a hurry, but I wasn’t gone long. Forgive me. It won’t happen again.” The kids just look at me, but at their mother’s signal, they enter the house while she stays with me. When we’re alone, she lets out a sigh. She gives me a look, one that no longer holds the love it once did.
“I can forgive you for ruining our marriage. I can forgive you for bringing a third party into our relationship. But what I will never forgive you for is putting
MY CHILDREN in second place, allowing that witch of your mother to harass and humiliate them. Lalso won’t forgive you for minimizing them and trying to give them a measly allowance through tricks. And no, it won’t happen again, because you won’t go out with them again until our divorce is finalized. My lawyer already has everything needed to take our separation to court, and I warn you, if I once thought of being tersent with you, from now on, consider me your enemy, and I will take every last dollar from you. You are Trash, and I’m glad you’re no longer part of my life”
After that, Amelia went into the house, slamming the door. It seems that all the i
all the love she had a month ago is now pure hatred. And not understanding why, it hurt my heart.
