Welcome to Chapter 2!!
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Thanks to all the creators of the CC I've used!! She had woken up, he felt her move in bed. He kept his eyes shut pretending to be sleep. It was easier if he had faked sleep, they left quicker that way. He felt her try to rouse him, give up and get out of bed. He peeked to see her getting dressed. ‘Thank god.’ He thought. It had been a long night. All he could remember was drinking way too much, and now he had some blonde that he didn’t know in his home. He could hear her muttering angrily about how she couldn’t believe she had did this again, and how she had to stop going to parties. He fought to keep from laughing. Once she was gone, he dragged himself into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. His head was pounding. Blondie had a point; maybe all those parties weren’t such a good idea. He rubbed his head. Elliot Daniels was one of Bridgeport’s most well-known party boys. He was always seen inside someone club, usually surrounded by beautiful females. And why not? He was rich, he wasn’t tied down by children or a girlfriend. Not many guys his age could say that. Most of his friends from college were either married or on their way. 26 was too early in his opinion. Elliot went into his office to check in on work. He was the top advertising executive in town, and he didn’t get to be such by leaving his work at the office. He had checked his emails first. Nothing new, emails from clients thanking him for his newest campaign, junk mail, emails from his mom begging him to come home and visit. He smiled, he loved his mother. She was always asking when he was coming home, and he never had an answer. Bridgeport was his home now, and he really had no intentions of leaving it. Isabella was washing clothes. She had fought with the twins for the last few hours to lay down and take a nap, and now that they had, she had a house to clean. She didn’t know if Hoyt was coming home tonight, but she definitely didn’t want to take the chance of having dirty clothes out if he did come. Her head was still hurting. She hoped the pain would subside soon, and that it wouldn’t leave a scar. She would have to buy makeup to cover it, which would mean asking Hoyt for a few extra dollars, which was just out of the question all together. Once the laundry was done, Isabella started on lunch. The twins weren’t picky children, peanut butter and jelly would do. Thinking of her children in the next room brought a slight smile to her face. She loved her son and daughter Mason and Madison with all her heart. They were the only good thing in her life. The kids had woken up just as she was setting the sandwiches on a plate. She heard them scurry into the kitchen. She looked at them and smiled, “Hello my babies. Are you two hungry?”
Madison spoke up first, “Mommy, we’re not babies!”
“Yeah!” Mason added.
Isabella giggled, “I’m terribly sorry. Are my big kids ready to eat now?”
The duo nodded enthusiastically. Isabella’s heart swelled. It was almost 6. Isabella was shaking as she put the finishing touches on the grilled salmon she had prepared for Hoyt. She had put the children in their room; he didn’t like to see them in the living room playing or watching TV. She fought back tears. This was an everyday occurrence. She dreaded 6 pm. She never knew how her husbands’ day had gone, so she never knew the level of fury and hatred she would have to endure once he came home. That’s if he decided to come home. She wasn’t so lucky as to have a night without her husband. He came inside and walked through the living room into the kitchen. Isabella quickly wiped her face and turned to smile at Hoyt, “Good evening dear, how was your day?” He just stared at her, then noticed the salmon sitting on the plate.
“Bout time you got something right, I’ve only been asking for salmon for a week.” He said to her. Her smile faltered slightly, “May I make you a plate?” he nodded at her and sat down at the table.
Halfway through the meal, Hoyt had an announcement. “I’m going to China for a month and a half. The office down there needs to undergo reevaluation and downsizing, and your father chose me to do the job.” Isabella thought she was going to faint. A whole month and a half of being without Hoyt? She never fought so hard to hide a smile in her life. She was elated. Hoyt didn’t notice, and he continued, “Don’t think this is some vacation for you. I still expect my house to be clean and kept, and I don’t want to hear anything from anyone about any of you. I’ll still have my assistants stopping by randomly, nothings’ changed.” He eyed his wife and children coolly. Her heart sank slightly. She wasn’t expecting to be checked up on, like she was a teenager in the house alone while her parents were out. But she would accept any terms as long as Hoyt was gone. She nodded at her husbands’ warning and continued to eat her dinner. Two weeks later, Hoyt was getting into a cab headed for Riverview International Airport. The parting was awkward, Hoyt didn’t say goodbye to his wife and children, they just stood at the door as the cabbie loaded his bags and drove Hoyt to the airport. Once the cab was out of sight, Isabella wanted to sing. Her literal ball and chain was gone for almost two months. She felt like she could breathe again. It had been an amazing feeling. She walked her children back into the house and smiled at them, “So…what do you want to do first?” “Please Elliot. I miss you so much, I haven’t seen you in years.” His mother pleaded.
“But you’re seeing me right now mom.” He said with a laugh. The gray haired woman pouted.
“I hate this ol’ webcam thing! I want to see you in person. Elliot, please. It’s been 7 years. I didn’t say anything when you decided to up and leave after your high school graduation; I didn’t put up a fuss when you said you weren’t moving back to Riverview after college. But I miss my son. You’re all I got. I’m only asking you to put your big fancy city life away for a week or two and visit your mother.” Tears were brimming her eyes. She missed her son so much. Elliot groaned, she knew how to work him over, “Fine mom, I’ll fly out there next week. But I’m only staying for a week!” his mother smiled at him, and he rolled his eyes and laughed, “I love you mom, I gotta go. Gotta find someone to take over my meetings for next week.”
He turned his webcam off and turned his computer off. He was nervous. He was never nervous. He hadn’t been home since....
He shook his head. What had he just agreed to? He hopped up and headed to his personal bar out on his deck. He poured himself a glass and took a long drink. He pulled his cell phone out and dialed a number, “Hey, what do you say to a going away bash this Saturday? I’m going back to Riverview, and I’m gonna need a few drinks…”
That's it for Chapter 2!! Hope you all enjoyed! See you next time! :)
A Familiar Face Chapter 2
Jul 13, 2012 by BrittNicole3
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