Oh Lord, Help Me Keep My Panties on - By Lynda Burton Page 0,51
night I would curl up in the bed, and Kavon would find his own spot. It was either the lounge chair on the terrace, the chair in the bedroom, or on the floor at the foot of the bed. In the morning we would get up, order breakfast then hit the beach or hit the pool. Then I would get my daily message, then lunch. Kavon decided to keep his distance but stayed close and eagerly paid for my daily expenses. I guess he didn’t want to pressure me and kept the conversation light when we did speak to one another. It was a long seven days, but I survived. I had no choice but to survive this nasty and despicable situation, I had no where to run.
The night before our flight home we ended up at the Casino and gambled the night away. We cashed in our chips about 4:00 AM, grabbed our bags then headed for the airport. Our flight home Sunday morning at 6:45 AM couldn’t come fast enough. But before I knew it the pilot made an announcement over the public address system that we were about to land and to buckle up. When the plane pulled up to the terminal and came to a full stop we jumped, grabbed our bags from the overhead compartment, and made my way through the crowd. We made our way through the maze of people to the curbside and waited almost fifteen minutes for a cab. I was anxious to get away from Kavon and anxious to get home to give Hobbs a big hug.
We found ourselves right in the middle of the morning rush hour and the cabbie maneuvered through traffic at a snails pace. Almost two hours later, we were pulling up in front of my house. I hopped out of the cab and rushed to the front door. I had held my bladder long enough and made a beeline for the bathroom. In the meantime, Kavon grabbed all the bags from the trunk and paid the cabbie. He placed his bags inside my foyer then brought my two bags up to my bedroom and placed them at the foot of the bed then went back downstairs.
I walked out of the bathroom and walked into my bed room and pulled out the dirty clothes from my suitcase. I gathered them together and proceeded down the stairs. I stopped before I reached the bottom step when I noticed Kavon’s bags sitting by the door in the foyer. I slowly entered the kitchen and observed Kavon standing on my back porch playing with Hobbs. I turned away and continued down to the basement to the laundry room. I sorted the whites from the dark then put a tub of clothes on to wash. I slowly walked back up the stairs as Kavon and Hobbs came into the house. He stood before me with his hands in his pocket and asked, “Shortie, did you make any kind of a decision?” I stopped dead in my tracks. “Did I make a decision about what? You’ve got to be kidding! This whole you and I thing doesn’t require any thought! There’s nothing I have to think about, let alone rethink. We don’t have a future. You lied to me, and that’s all I have to say. Besides, I know that I couldn’t and wouldn’t put up with the bullshit when the kids mom(s) find out about me,” I said sternly. I made that mistake one time before with a man with a ready made family and it didn’t workout. So, I know this isn’t any different.
He stepped back and looked me in the eyes then asked me to call him a cab. He knew that he had pushed me to my limit and dare not ask me to drive him home. As I reached for the juice in the refrigerator, he walked up behind me and turned me around to face him. “Haley, whatever you decide, I’ll have to live with. But I just want you to know that if we can work it out, I’ll never lie to you again.” “You must be out of your fucking mind!” I yelled. “You lied to me. That’s one thing that I can’t forget, and it seemed so easy for you to do.” Just then his cab pulled up and honked for him to come out. I turned around, looked him in the eyes and motioned for him to get his things and leave.