THIS ISN'T EDITITED MUCH, AND NO SEX.
Lol other than that, I want to say... Marriages aren't always perfect.
ENJOY!
Kat shivered when she felt her shed tear trickle down the length of her nose and drip somewhere onto the bed below her. She stared blankly out the window at the rising sun. Its russet yellow and oranges were becoming a signal for a specific mood. A visual can always be linked with an explicit emotion, especially when it was one so painful. The feel of her heart twisting and contorting in her ribs was almost sickening if it lasted too long.
As if on cue, the mattress on the opposite side of her shook gently in an attempt not to wake her. But her husband didn't know Kat was very much awake. She fought back a sob and tried to focus her thoughts. Kat didn't want Alejandro to hear her crying. She didn't want him to know that she was hurting because of him. Even though she had every right to let him know because their marriage depended on it, she just couldn't muster up the courage to face those hard deep brown eyes that were constantly fixed with annoyance and hatred.
*
"Good morning." Kat announced as Alejandro made his way into the kitchen in search for his breakfast. Over the past 10 months, he'd managed to let go of his long hair. He decided he wanted a more professional look for work. It was now chopped a short length, no longer than an inch yet it still held a tight curl with the sides cut significantly shorter. The fact that a few of the curls were sprouting grays only made him look even more sophisticated.
"Morning." Alejandro didn't give her much more recognition than a mumble. Kat was trying her hardest to brush off his coldness. She felt the impulsive need to exit his presence so she decided to head upstairs and check on the kids.
She took the journey very languidly, allowing herself plenty of time to settle her feelings. The act of thinking seemed to always give her the boost she'd need, sometimes she was her own motivator just as much as she was her own de-motivator. It was a perk that came with holding in your thoughts. She knocked on Alejandro's childhood door, which was now Diego's, and cracked it open to quickly look inside. He was in the midst of packing up his back pack for school. Kat smiled to herself; she couldn't believe how cute he looked.
He wore a pair of brown plaid shorts, chucks and a matching black tee. He took his folder off of his dresser which had contained his homework from the night before and responsibly put it in his spider-man themed bag. He then zipped it and threw it over his shoulder. When he turned around and headed for the doorway was when he noticed Kat. He smiled back at her, pleasantly surprised.
"Good morning honey." She cooed. She captured his jaw in her hand and bent down to put sweet kisses on both cheeks. Diego was almost 6 years old, but just a few inches short of 5 feet. He was looking more and more like a man every day.
"Good morning— can we have spaghetti tonight?" Kat rolled her eyes as he passed her and headed down the hall. His growing had his mind on food a lot too.
"I'll see what I can do... but for now, breakfast is on the counter." She said. He jolted down the hallway without a care in the world. She was almost tempted to tell him to stop running, but groaned inwardly instead. Kat went across the hall and knocked on Maribel's door. She opened it with a hard force that had her hair whipping around her. Kat noted the fact that Maribel's outfit was very flamboyant.
"Mari, how many colors do you have on?" Kat asked, crossing her arms over her chest. She waited as Maribel counted them.
"4." She giggled, already knowing Kat's concern. Kat couldn't help the smile that pulled at her lips when Maribel laughed. She was such a giggly girl. Her innocence had only intensified during the years. A curse word couldn't even leave Kat's lips when in her presence without a hard stare to follow.
"And what's the rule?" Kat said, attempting to be stern. Although they both knew that never worked out well.
"Only 2, not including jeans." Kat nodded at hearing her own rule for Maribel. It was the one rule she needed to follow if Maribel was to pick out her own clothes for school without the help of Kat.
"Exactly. So let's change and come downstairs for breakfast within the next 5 minutes please." Kat said while placing a kiss along Maribel's cheek as she did Diego's. Maribel closed her bedroom door and Kat was onto her last stop.
The door beside Maribel's was the one she didn't need to knock on. She opened it to reveal a sleeping Andres. She'd awoken him a few hours earlier to feed, change and dress him and he immediately took his 45 minute morning nap after. He was 10 months old now but resembling a toddler in more ways than 1. His skin was a burnt orange and hair an ink black. His features had become more defined too. He definitely had Alejandro's jaw structure and cheekbones. But his lips were full like Kat's and the richness of his eyes reminded her of herself too.
Kat tried not to wake him when she lifted him out of the crib with a grunt. His cheek was flush against the curve of her shoulder and Kat unconsciously nuzzled into his neck, inhaling deeply and instantly relishing in his smell. She managed to get his travel bag for daycare and headed downstairs to meet everyone else.
Alejandro was done eating and now sat at the dining room table holding a light conversation with Diego, but it was clear he was concentrating on putting away his food at top speed.
Kat wandered back into the kitchen with Andres still in her arms, but Alejandro stopped her.
"Kat." He called sternly. She turned around, her heart racing at the sound of her name fleeing his perfect lips. She almost couldn't believe she was so worked up at the thought of him paying her some genuine attention. Anticipation filled her core as she turned expectantly. She deflated when she saw his outstretched arms; he only wanted Andres. Kat swallowed roughly and took the three steps closer toward him.
Alejandro silently gazed into the profile of his son and Kat had no other option but to walk away.
*
"Today we're working on the conjugations of 'to do'." Kat explained. Her class of 5th graders took her hint that this was an important aspect of the class, and didn't hesitate to begin taking notes. Kat turned on her heel and picked up her favorite magenta chalk. She wrote the words 'To do' at the start and then faced her kids again. It felt like as soon as she opened her mouth to breathe and speak again, the bell was shutting her up. The kids scrambled for their things and Kat sighed deeply.
She strolled around her classroom toward the wall of windows. She leaned over a desk to place two hands against the frame. She took in a breath and forced the window upwards and felt the fresh air against her clothed chest. When she turned around, she jumped and put a hand over her heart in surprise.
Marlennys and Luis sat on the opposite side of her desk with their eyes directly on her. They laughed at frightening her and Kat feigned irritation.
"You look nice today." Luis complimented. Kat looked down on herself, completely oblivious to what she was wearing. She forgot she was wearing a new dress she bought over the weekend. It was white and sky blue with a small paisley print, a slim braided brown belt accentuated her waist. Her hair was curled loosely and sitting on her shoulders.
"Oh, thank you." Kat replied, having a seat and rummaging in her bag for her packed lunch. She pulled out a salad she'd made consisting of various fruits and vegetables to ensure she'd be filled for the remainder of the day.
"How did your plan work out?" Marlennys asked Luis. He didn't reply, which meant he hadn't asked. He and his girlfriend of 8 months, Diana, were hitting it off. He claimed he was going to invite her to move in permanently, but it seemed like he'd backed out.
"I couldn't do it. There wasn't a good time—next weekend." Luis tried to convince the two women with the timbre in his voice, but it wasn't working. They were forming their own opinions.
Kat loved his girlfriend Diana. She came into the office a few times to chat with them. She looked very professional and carried herself accordingly. Diana was a dentist around town and her teeth were confirmation. She was tiny with fair skin and long brown hair. Luis couldn't keep his eyes off of her. His gaze would leave the attention of someone he was conversing with, just to watch her walk across the room.
