Ex-Husband's Regret

Calvin.

"What the fuck are you doing at my house, Emma" I say through gritted teeth.

Gunner and I were busy repainting his room, before the doorbell rang. The last thing I wanted was for him to hear me shouting and come down only to see this bitch.

I glare at her as I feel my anger rise within me. My fists are clenched, and my jaw is clamped tightly in an effort to stop me from blowing up.

"I-I" she doesn't finish the sentence, and it just pisses me off even more.

Fuck this! I get out of the house and close the door behind me. I needed to get rid of her.

"I asked you a fucking question, Emma!" I snap, gripping the door handle like a vise, just to center myself.

After all the shit she's put me and Gunner through, she now has the audacity to show up on my doorstep?

The pain and heartache of over almost a decade. Did she really think that I would easily forget it? That I'd put it behind me and pretend like she didn't reap my heart out over and over again. Pretend that she didn't put my soul through a fucking mincer and shredded me to pieces?

It fucking hurts. It still fucking hurts even now. The pain is constantly there. The scars aren't fucking healed and I doubt they'll ever will.

"Please, I just want to see him. I want to see Gunner?" she pleads, tears filling her eyes, but seeing them does nothing.

and guilt in her eyes. She doesn't try to hide her emotions but

want him" I scoff, folding my arms across my chest. "Weren't you the one that was insistent on not having

her face twists as if she was in

"He's my son"

the true meaning of being a mom, then look at Ava. She's a fucking mother, and you're nothing but an immature spoiled brat that

eyes and she stumbles back as if

feeling like you're better than her, but in real sense you aren't even fucking close. You were a nasty bitch to her and look at her now. She

were meant to destroy her and bring her to her knees. She's always hated Ava. Always hated being compared to her, so I knew this would destroy her. Call me cruel, but seeing her in pain eases

couldn't hide my self-loathing. She isn't wholly to blame. I take some of the blame

I loved her. She was my soul, yet she never felt anything for me. I stayed with her and tolerated her treatment because I'd hoped that one day she'd come to love me. That

though. Over and over again she proved just how selfish and self-centered she was. She cared about nobody but herself and that stupid love she held on to for a man that cheated

I had enough, my love turned sour. I hated her. Loathed her with everything that I am. At Right though. When my son is asleep and I'm lying alone in my huge bed,

gave her the power to treat me as

pulls me back

She's lost weight and some color. She is nothing like the woman I

lost now that the man you've held on to for so long doesn't want you? You have to be fucking insane to think I'll let you use my son fucking band-aid for your bleeding

to make amends, please

late for your fucking apologies" I