Page 238 - Reason To Sing by Kelita Haverland
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Reason To Sing


              Hudson approaches the bed, looming over me like a furious
          headmaster. “Oh no you’re not! You’re sleeping in my room.
          And you need to get your ass back into my bed right now!”
              In one split second all my emotions are bombarded. My
          heart is pounding, my stomach is churning and my mind is a
          solid blur. Hudson is once again on the attack as I cower on the
          bed. I am too afraid to speak.
              “What the hell?” he screams even louder. “You think you’re
          just going to act like nothing happened last night AND this
          morning? What kind of a prick tease  are you? Oh, all of a
          sudden you’re feeling guilty because you’re cheating on your
          boyfriend? What the fuck, Kelita?”
              I wrap the thin blanket tighter around my shoulders. I can
          feel the tears welling up and my teeth are starting to chatter. But
          I refuse to give in yet again. Enough is enough. I may be weak
          and I may be confused and maybe I’m so used to capitulating
          to Hudson’s demands, I don’t know any other way. I just know
          that this time, this one scary, crazy time, I will NOT give in.
              “I’m not sleeping with you again, Hudson. It’s not right!” I
          stammer through my clenched jaw. Come what may, I will not
          allow him to win this one. “I should never have slept with you
          in the first place. I should have known better.”
              “You should have known better?  You bitch!  You’re my
          FUCKING WIFE! If you’re not going to fuck me, get out!”
              “What do you mean get out?”  He’s kicking me out in the
          middle of the night?
              Hudson points to the door and in a voice dripping with
          wrath spits, “Just that. GET OUT! There’s no fucking way
          you’re sleeping here!”
              Now I am really shaking. “Oh my God, Hudson! Don’t be
          crazy. Where am I supposed to go at this time of night?”
              He doesn’t answer. Just storms out of the room. But before


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