Claws buried deep

We were seated for dinner at exactly seven thirty but that night it felt like it was our last, especially with the atmosphere being so heavy that I was crying for mercy in my head. Why did I ever agree to live with a married couple?.

"Andy, you may not see this but your brother in law is glaring at me" Snitched Antonia preferably with a pout.

I was glad for the break of ice but, why involve me?. I didn't want no trouble, I was her husband's kept cripple to cry out loud.

I grunted manly as if to acknowledge her while still chewing on my food slowly. I don't know how to give advices, especially love related ones .I couldn't help her even if I wanted to. She'd never choose for a break from her husband.

"What's going on?" I asked, focusing on my plate.

"Did you know what your sister proposed to me?" Asked Troy in his deep voice. He was seriously angry but, just like always he couldn't lash out at my sister.

"Is this what's all about? Worth turning a dining room into a battle field for...? A proposal?"

"I suggested a divorce from him" Antonia told me like it was not such a big issue. But,I knew better.

"This wasn't what we agreed upon before" I said in panic afraid that they will break up when my sweet little sister is still in love with the man.

"So, you guys talked about this?" Pressed Troy, anger rising like a thermometer on a hot body.

"Yes" Replied Antonia casually.

"No! This wasn't it! For the love of God, Antonia Sybil can't you for once, do what your heart yearns to?" I asked feeling a headache coming from nowhere.

I was the last person to advise that but, Things are better said than assuming or holding to your chest. I learned the hard way.

"He just never listens!" Yelled Antonia, banging the table in anger "Everytime I suggest something it's me 'whining'" Said Antonia emphasizing on the word whining.

"And when did I ever do that?"

"Let's not go too far behind, I told you that I needed my own life apart from our kids and was your reply? 'Can't you do your job, right for once? You are a mother now!' End of quotation. Tell me Andy, is that something to tell your wife?"

"What does this gotta do with your brother?" Asked Troy angry. And honestly, I seconded that. Why me?.

If I could then I would've sneaked away from there a long time a go. But, I couldn't.

"At least he cares about me!"

"Well, news flash woman, I'm the husband between the two of us, Stop your whines and just do your fucking job!" Thundered Troy.

"You see? This is what I was talking about. I'm fucking divorcing your ass!" Yelled Antonia before I heard her foot steps reproaching the dining room before Troy cursed under his breath and followed her for season ||, perhaps.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe that was how married couples supposed to live... and fight. It was never like that in my marriage. It was always Trevor yelling and me crying. Wasn't I pathetic.

Even when I lost my appetite for food. I could sleep hungry for all he cares but,I heard Troy sending someone for Antonia's food.

I just hope Antonia would be more open to her husband and hopefully they could work together to treat her depression. I would've talked with the guy but, we were just not that close.

"Can I have a minute with you?" I heard Troy coming in the dining room.

"Are you mocking me?! Just because I lay around all day doesn't mean I'm not busy in the head" I said and he laughed.

"Why do I miss the mute you?" He teased and I scoffed.

"What a witch" I replied with a laugh.

"So, what's up?" I asked entering my serious mode. That was the best friendly we ever got in the last three years since knowing him.

"What's wrong with Teety?" He asked, taking a seat at a cushion beside me.

"What do you mean?" I asked feigning ignorance.

"What did she tell you? What don't I know?" He asked again with a sigh making himself comfortable.

"Why aren't you listening to her? She can express herself you know? Unlike someone I used to know" I said instead.

"I screwed up. No work is more important than her, so scratch that excuse... Please, I need her happy as always" He pleaded and like the good samaritan I was, I decided to share with him on what I know and true to his words, he decided to drop everything and just be with his wife.

I was so happy for them.

"So, Trevor huh?" I heard him ask, before I heard a gulp sounds. He must be drinking. So, cruel. I wasn't supposed to intake any alcohol.

"So you know" I stated, my stomach doing the dance of its own. I was so afraid of people realizing my orientation due silent deaths people like me face. Limited freedom, if you know what I mean.

"Is that why you ghosted her?" Asked Troy, his voice above a whisper.

"Who?" I asked confused.

"Teety" Answered Troy with a heavy sigh.

"I never ghosted her" I assured him because, I was always one call away for her.

"Do you know how sad she was when you told her you're leaving the country? And you always cut her calls short, do you know how casted away she felt? Someone who used to share everything and everything with her suddenly was putting a high wall whenever she wanted to know how you were doing, What is that?" Asked Troy calmly.

"No, I didn't. I thought she already had you and doesn't need me anymore. I just..." I explained weakly before trailing off. I was wrong. I pushed her away because I didn't want to be reminded on what I never got to have. Somebody other than her in my life. I was a loner.

"I'm not you, Anderson" He said before thrusting some papers on my hand.

"Do I really have to remind you that I'm blind?" I teased and he laughed.

"You'll live" He said with a laugh.

"Seriously, what are these for?" I asked with a laugh.

"Divorce papers" He told me simply.

"What?" I was so shocked before trembling in fear. Even though I said I was going to live my life? But, that man? His claws were too deep buried than I thought.

What would he ever do to me when the papers reach him?. I didn't want a repeat of all the pain I went through when I lived with him.