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| Chapter Five | |
| The Confrontation | |
| As the women watched their husbands attempt to straighten up they surveyed the damage done to Kay's house. | |
| "I can't believe that you did this Max. I expected you to have some kind of control over yourself." Liz said as she walked over to him with her hands full with their son. "God, Max, what kind of example are you setting for our son if you can't behave yourself with one night on your own. You don't know how much you've disappointed me. Now, I want you to explain to our son why his Daddy is such a moron." She said passing the small dark-haired child with his little ears sticking out to his father. | |
| "Daddy, what's a moron?" Asked the normally quiet two-year old in his small voice. Max looked down at his son and found himself looking into the eyes that were an exact replica of his wife's. "Daddy, you haven't answered me." The little child said before placing his hands on his father's face receiving images of the night before. | |
| On the other side of the room, Maria was dealing with her own problem alien. She had just walked over to him when he stood and really attempted to pull himself together before she got to him. When she finally got to his side she waited for him to say something. But, when he didn't she knew that she was going to have to speak first. | |
| "So Michael do you have anything to say about this? Well, since you don't I will say something for you. You know you are just like a child. I can't leave you alone for one night. Michael, I really can't believe this. Do you know that your own children are better behaved than you have ever been. I mean what were you thinking. Really, I want to know." But, before Michael could even put together a response, he felt a small tug on his jeans; he looked down and saw his daughter. | |
| "Daddy, pick me up," his daughter ordered him. "You are in a lot of trouble with Mommy. And she doesn't even know what you were doing last night." Devon asked as he father picked her up and winced. | |
| "What were you doing last night, Michael?" Maria leaned in close putting Azarian in a more comfortable position on her hip. "Maybe you should remember that your children are just like you. Maybe, next time you?ll remember that if I ever decide to leave you alone with the men, and I use that term loosely, ever again. Michael, we are about to bring another child into this world (one that is not like everyone else, mind you) and I can't seem to trust you to be alone with the guys. So, then how do you expect me to trust you with our kids?" Maria asked. | |
| "Now, baby, don't you think that you?re being a little overdramatic, it wasn't what you think. I mean besides that it's not anything to get serious about. I was watching some movies with the guys. Now, you know that I would never do something that would affect Devon, Azarian, or our baby in a bad way you have to know that. Now, please just relax." Michael said as he placed a hand over her slightly rounded stomach. As soon as he touched her stomach he received a flash of their child sleeping. "I'm sorry, babe. Please, forgive me." His hand moved from her stomach to her back as he pulled her to him and placed his forehead on hers. | |
| Michael knew that the only way to keep her raft from him was to sweet talk and basically apologize until she relented then if that didn't work he would beg her. But, it always seemed that she would handle things better when she was pregnant. So as he pulled her closer to him, he could feel the small bodies of their twins in between his and Maria's bodies. Everything was perfect until, "Daddy, how are you going to handle Mommy?" The soft voice of Azarian brought Michael's head up along with Maria's. | |
| "What do you mean 'handle' Mommy, Azarian?" Maria asked looking at the little boy she thought was sleeping. | |
| "That's what daddy told Unca Max, Unca Miguel, and Unca Philip last night at the party." Devon responded for her brother. | |
| "Handle me? You can't even handle yourself, how do you expect to handle me. Since, you think that you can handle me, I'll let you explain to Devon and Azarian how to," she paused and looked at the eyes of her children. "Sweeties cover your ears for Mommy," the children put their small hands over their ears. "I'll let you explain to our children why their daddy is a Dumbass idlot who has never been able to handle anyone or anything in his life. And while you?re at it you can also tell them why you won't be sleeping in the same room with me tonight." Maria said before she transferred Azarian over to Michael. Now, he was holding both children in his arms. With one child on each arm, Michael had his hands full. | |
| As Maria looked at her husband and their children, she then looked to Liz and Max and saw Max was also holding his young son. With Gabriel in his arms, Max stood there watching as Liz stood in front of him and gave him an evil look. Her gaze searched around the room until it landed on Miguel and boy was Kay laying it into him. | |
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| Kay was clearly disappointed with Miguel. "My God, Miguel, what were you doing last night? I mean what could you have possibly have been thinking to create such a mess. I leave you alone for one night and when I get back into the house it's a pigsty. How could you do this when we have guests? Did you even think before you started drinking and partying last night? I don't know why I ask such a stupid question of course you weren't thinking. You obviously didn't want to use that brain of yours." Kay said as she poked Miguel in the chest to accentuate her every point. After a while she had him backed up into the wall and stood in front of him with her arms crossed. "So what do you have to say for yourself?" She looked at him, her foot tapping on the ground as she waited. | |
| "I'm sorry," he said tentatively and watched his wife throw her arms up in frustration. As she was becoming increasingly annoyed with him, she turned her head and began to stare at another commotion across the room with her cousin Chloe. "Boy is he in for it." He said, based on the reception that he and the other men got, Kay's gaze jumped back to his to give him the evil eye to only return a few seconds later to Chloe and Philip. | |
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