Suicidal Memories

The doorbell rang and Aaron smiled happily "Mummy, daddy's here!"
Sighing i nodded "Get your toys ready. I'm going to open the door."
Taking deep breathes i approached it and turned the knob.

James was standing there, his tall frame leaned against the door; hair falling over his eyes, gorgeous blue ones.
"Hey there", he tried to sound polite.
A "Hi" mumbled was all he got from me.

I turned away and went to get Aaron upstairs. I could feel James's eyes on my back.
"Why are you running away from me?"
I ignored his question and kept walking. A hand grabbed my wrist.
"Answer."
I glared and took my hand away without a word.
I could feel the anger in his deep blue eyes. His fault...

Aaron had all set up when I walked in his room and his little backpack was on the bed. I picked him up smiling and set him on my hip.
"Good boy. Lets take you to daddy."
I reached for his bag and couldn't help but giggle.
"Baby how many toys do you have in here?"
He giggled and hid his face with a little shrug "mummy I don't know".
Probably all his toys were stuffed in the bag, about to make it explode.
Smiling I tickled him a bit "Why are you taking so many?"
"Mummy I can't choose one. i want all" he pouted and grabbed his teddy bear, hugging it tight.
"Your daddy doesn't has space for so many toys baby."
"Sure I do."
I jumped hearing his voice behind me and laid my hand over my racing heart.
"Don't you know how to knock??"
He rolled his eyes and flipped me off, taking Aaron in his arms.
I growled mad "you're so rude", getting a smirk from him.
"Yeah but you love my rudeness. Admit it turns you on."
He reached for my thight and I slapped him away mad.
"Get out now!! Get out and bring MY baby back safe and sound!"
And with that I closed the door on his face.