As I cleaned out the room, my
anger slowly calmed. I knew I was fighting a never ending battle. My marriage
was becoming real. Fred was the perfect guy when we were dating. He always gave
me a helping hand in whatever I needed to do. Then came the rings binding us
together and the real him came out. I have no regrets on the decision I made
marrying him but it gets frustrating at times. I was getting tired of his mess,
picking after his socks thrown all over the place and used utensils left at the
table when he was done. My attempts to talk to him didn’t help. He changed but
after a few days, he returned to his old ways.
As I waited for dinner to cook, I
went outside on the back balcony and called my aunt Tina. I was really close to
her. I wanted to talk to her about my frustrations at my marriage. Aunt Tina
had also had the best of both worlds. Her marriage was a mix between honeymoon phases
to complete hell in a couple of hours. She was physically abused by her husband
several times. Most women in her situation would have started a new life but
she held on. I had never understood why but she treasured her children so much
that she wouldn’t let them grown up without a father.
“Hello?” I asked.
“Hey girly, what’s up?” She
replied.
“I’m good. Are you free tomorrow
we catch up?”
“I’m free. Are you okay
Catherine?”
“Yes Auntie. I really wanted to
see you.”
“Alright then, come by the house
tomorrow.”
“Thanks Auntie. Around noon is
okay?” I asked.
“Noon is okay.”
“Alright, see you tomorrow.”
I returned to the kitchen and
checked up on the dinner. It was ready. I served it and took a plate to Fred
who was playing a game with the console. He didn’t even look up. He grabbed it
and took a bite before continuing to play the game. I didn’t want to get mad so
I had my dinner in the bedroom while reading a book I had bought two days
before. After a few minutes, I changed before sleeping.
I opened my eyes and found that it
was already morning. The sun rays penetrated through the windows making the
room look bright. I checked up my phone. It was around nine. Fred was still sleeping
maybe because of staying up late. I had a shower before preparing breakfast.
Fred woke up later and came to the dining room, still in his shorts, and
grabbed a slice of bread from my plate.
“Morning.” I asked.
“Morning.” He replied then went
back to the kitchen. He filled himself a cup of tea then came and sat beside
me.
“What time did you come to bed
last night?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe around two
o’clock?” he replied.
“Wow.” I said. “That game is
really taking most of your time.”
“I guess, but it’s really good!”
“It’s addictive. Anyways, I am
meeting up with Aunt Tina in a few.”
“Is she coming here?” He asked.
“No, I’ll be meeting with her at
her place.”
“Pass my greetings.”