But I Love You More!Mature

Shiloah's POV:

As soon as I knew the kids’ door was locked, I ran to the guest bathroom and looked at the damage he’d done. When I stopped the bleeding I looked at my reflection. I could feel the onrush of tears as he knocked on the locked door. “Open this door up!”

“Go away, I hate you!” I shouted through the door, bracing myself for the sure kick that would break the door down. I closed the curtain of the bathtub, where I found refuge.

“Honey, please, I’m sorry I hit you…you just…put me over the edge. You know how much I hate you talking back to me. I’m the man of this house, and you’re my wife, you’re supposed to do what I say.” I mocked him silently.

“Shut up, you’re fucked up in the head. Maybe we should go get your brain checked. You’ve been mean to me ever since. You used to be so…loving…caring…just amazing. Where’s the man I married? Because I know I didn’t marry this monster you’ve become.” I sat in silence as he soaked up my words.

“I’m still here, I’m the same. I have never changed.”


“You know what? You’re sleeping on the fucking couch tonight! I’m tired of your shit! I’m going to bed.” I could hear his footsteps go up the stairs.

“By the way, this ain’t a nightgown, it’s a baggy shirt, stupid.” I whispered to myself. I sat in the silence for a while, then stood up, looked at my reflection as I unlocked the door and crept towards the kids’ room. I knocked on the door, I knew my little girl would be up. “Caeleigh? It’s mommy.”

“Mommy?” Her voice resounded in my ears like a cave. Her beautiful melodic voice. The door was unlocked and opened. I stepped inside and picked her up and kissed her. I closed the door and locked it behind me. I laid her in her full sized bed and went to pick up Rodden who was looking at me from the other side of the room.

“Hey baby boy.” I kissed him too. He kissed me back. “Awww.”

“Momma, pick a card! Any!” He had his little cards in his hands. I laughed, their nightlight giving off the perfect lighting as I picked one card from the deck. “Kay, Momma, put it back in!” He separated the deck. I put the card back on top of the pile. “Is this your card!?” He had put the other cards on top and shuffled through the deck, looking at each individual card and picked up the six of spades.

“Yep!” I smiled, taking the cards from him and putting them on the nightstand. I pulled the covers back, scooted in and laid next to Caeleigh and Rodden. I sighed.

“Mommy…” Caeleigh looked up at me, full of questions in her eyes. “Why did Daddy do that?” She took my hand in hers and I rubbed the back of it with my thumb.

“I don’t know Baby Girl. He was just mad, we don’t hit though, we never hit. Remember that. Daddy displaying what he did was not right, and you should never repeat it.”

“I told Rodden and he was scared. Mommy, did it hurt as much as it does when he spanks us?” I sighed. I didn’t really want to talk about this, but knew it was best if they knew everything.

“Yes, it did Cae.” Tears lept onto my face in remembrance. “But a very different pain from what you feel.”I turned to her, Rodden crawled over me to see all the depressing action. His cards were back in his hands.

“I love you, Mommy.” Caeleigh hugged me.

“I love you too, Baby Girl.” I sniffed back my tears.

“Mommy, I love you more!” Rodden said with a goofy grin.

“No, Rodden! I love Mommy more! I loved her first!” Rodden started crying, so I picked him up and laid down with him.

“Caeleigh, you’re older than him, be nice.” She ignored me as she turned away. I gave her a stern look even though she couldn’t see me, and turned to where I was facing my son.

“Momma!” Rodden wept, “But I do love you more!” Awww. He cuddled up into me and we fell asleep.

The End

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