Unconditional Love

Warning:  This chapter may have some content that may be triggering, please proceed with caution.

Time Skip to 4:00 pm

I had to call Brody to push the visitation back today. I knew I was going to hurt Lay when I asked for a divorce, but I was wrong. I broke and destroyed her. When she attacked Tiff, I knew I had fucked up. I should have waited.

The only way I was able to get her to calm down, was to tell her the truth. I told her that I loved her, I just loved Key more, and I had to choose Key to protect her. I'll say it until I'm blue in the face, my wife is no dummy. She understood how serious things were. I'm going to stay hopeful that after all the pain and anger is gone, we will be able to sit down and have another conversation and work on our friendship. That was never a lie, she's my best friend.

Aiden is another problem I may have. He didn't know that she asked me if I wanted to be with Key again after the wedding. The truth is, neither of us lied when she asked. We had a big argument after Nya was born because I told her that I needed to make up for our wedding night with Lay.

She had a fucking meltdown to where she couldn't even care for Nya. My baby had to have formula instead of being breast fed. When she was discharged, she was still withdrawn, so I had to take care of Ny and Keith. That's why it was two weeks before I went back to my bride. By the time those two weeks were up, Key and I agreed that we were done and would only be co-parents. I was prepared to get full custody if she decided to pull some slick shit. Somewhere along the line, we got back together. It's a never ending cycle.

Key was and always will be jealous of Lay. I don't even think it matters if we are together or not. Lay has everything she has always wanted, but is too damn lazy to go out and get it. I still stand by my words. She got to start paving her own way now.

The fact that we ended up where we are today, let me know I'm meant to be with Key. We both have flaws that work with the other. When it's all said and done, if we don't end up together, it will just be something else we will share. A life of being alone. I don't know if I would try a second/third time around.

Lay deserves love. She deserves someone who will devote themselves to giving her that love. Someone just for her. I come with too much damn baggage and shame. Hell, I fucked her best friend and someone she considered to be close to her.

"You still haven't told me what happened. You have barely said anything to me."

I love her, but she is pushing every damn button I have. I'm ready to get out of this fucking hospital.

"What is it that you need to know? I'm getting a divorce, it's that simple."

"I know that, but how did she take it? Is she going to keep the baby away from you? Is she going to end up with everything?"

It's clear as fuck that she loves my money, and that's why she will never know what's in my pockets. Maybe it has to do with the fact that she was homeless before, but she should be trying to get her own instead of counting mine.

"She gets half of everything. She didn't want the house or the cars, so I'm going to sell the cars and give the house to my mama."

That's not a lie. I'm taking half of everything and putting it to the side for my son. He will already have a trust fund, but this will be something additional he has from my time with his mama.

"Does she get half of the money when you sell everything?"

"She gets all of it. They're her cars, why would I keep the money?"