Mother's Obsession

Damage Control

Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)

I do not know how long I stood there holding Lisa against the wall, but I had to let her go before Colette comes back from the bathroom. I wanted to kill her so badly, but I could not. Lisa wore this stupid smirk on her face that I wanted to wipe off immediately. She was really aggravating me, and I did not know what to do. She could end my relationship if she wanted to; all she had to do was open that big mouth of hers and spill the beans. Colette does not necessarily have to believe her, but all of the signs are there. All of the necessary things needed to make that moment to cheat on her were there because she set it up! Not to mention, I spent the entire night alone with another woman at my apartment. The other woman being Lisa f*cking Warden.

“You need to leave,” I said to Lisa sternly.

She smiled at me nauseatingly sweet.

“Why do you want me to leave baby? I thought you would enjoy seeing me here after the time we shared last night.” She said before leaned forward and unexpectedly kissed me.

Immediately let go of Lisa while I wiped my mouth frantically.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

“I want you, baby. Are you going to leave her so that we could be together? I want to be here when you break the news to her. I knew we were meant to be together.”

“You are delusional. You need help, like psychiatric help. Stay away from Colette and I. We do not want you here.”

Just then Colette walked in and stared at us questioningly.

“What is going on in here?”

“Nothing.” Lisa and I said simultaneously which could not have looked any more suspicious.

“Uh…huh,” Colette said as she climbed into bed and immediately unlocked her phone then proceeded to open a game.

“So, what is going on here? Is Lisa just hanging out? I would like to speak to you about something.” I whispered to Colette as I climbed onto the bed next to her.

I am guessing that Colette was still upset with me because whenever I got closer to her, she would move away from me. This continued until eventually, Colette had gotten at the edge of the bed so she could not scoot over anymore. I call this a victory.

I smiled in content as I sat next to her and placed my left hand on her thigh. She immediately shoved it off her and glared at me.

“Leave me alone Callum.” She muttered and returned to the game at hand.

“Lisa, could you go home now, please? Colette and I have some things to do.”  I asked Lisa as nicely as I could have without reaching over and strangling her to death.

“Colette, are you okay?” Lisa asked before she got to her feet and began to pack her things.

“I am fine Lisa. I will talk to you later.” Colette said passively, not bothering to look up at her phone.

As soon as Lisa walked out of the bedroom, I got up from the bed and walked over to the door to lock it. I returned to Colette on the bed and grabbed her hand. Of course, she yanked her hand away and I sighed heavily.

“Could you stop? I am trying to have a mature conversation with you but instead, you want to be immature?” I scolded.

Colette looked up at me and it was then I saw that her eyes were filled with tears. She simply blinked and her cheeks were immediately wet as a result of the tears escaping her eyes.

“Me? Immature? I am so mad at you that I cannot fathom words to say to you right now! You stay out all night, you did not even check in with me, what is worse is that you stay the night at your apartment alone with another woman because you got too drunk, and you expect me to be okay with that? Did you honestly think I would be okay with that?” She ranted at me as she sat there maintaining eye contact waiting for a response.

I definitely cannot tell her what happened now. I messed up big time. I could only imagine what would happen if she were to find out that I cheated on her.

Time to play the sympathy card.

“I am so sorry I hurt you, baby. I really did not mean to do that. If it makes you feel any better, Lisa could not have gotten out of there any quicker this morning because I made her sleep on the couch. She even vomited everywhere and when I woke up, I was forced to mop the entire apartment with bleach. It smells like a hospital in there right now.” I said to her.

I even managed to slip a tear out of my eye and choke on my words every now and then, so I sounded like I was overwhelmed by emotions. At this Colette raised her head and looked at me with pitiful eyes. Colette slowly raised her hand to my cheek and wiped the weak tear that managed to escape my eyes.

I smiled at her weakly and pulled her in for a hug.

“I am sorry baby. I love you.” I said into her neck.

“I am sorry too.”

I pulled back and looked at her.

“What do you have to be sorry for?” I asked her.

“I am sorry for thinking the worst of you and for not trusting you. You are honestly the greatest boyfriend ever and sometimes I take advantage of that, and I do not act grateful for what I have. Any girl would be lucky to have you. Honestly. I love you, baby. Thank you for being the best boyfriend I could have ever asked for.”

Oh man, way to make me feel even guiltier.    After that talk I had with Colette I could not get what I had done out of my head. I wanted to apologize profusely to her and beg for her forgiveness, but I just could not bring myself to tell her. I know that if she ever found out it would tear her apart and that would just make things even worse for us. We have a baby on the way, and I definitely cannot jeopardize our relationship now. I had to keep things going well between us for the sake of the baby.

I believe it is the right thing to do. Before I could continue on with this journey to make sure that everything remains alright with my and Colette’s relationship, I had to take care of Lisa. I do not know what was thinking when she showed up here, or what she even has planned for me, but I needed to smooth things over with her as well. I need to get it through to her that I will never leave Colette for her. Maybe if she found out that Colette and I are going to have a baby, she would step back. After all, she has a daughter who does not have a father, so she knows all too well what the struggle is like to raise a child in a broken home. She should understand what a broken home affects a child as she always complains about her daughter showing symptoms of depression and not wanting to eat the majority of the time.

Colette claimed that she was feeling emotionally exhausted which in turn made her physically exhausted as well. She did not want to be awake at the moment because she just could not handle being in this world right now.

It hurt me to know that I have caused this upon her and would probably cause more harm if she even suspects anything is going between Lisa and me. I really needed to speak to her when Colette is not around. As a matter of fact, I think I would go over to her place right now to speak to her. Colette definitely cannot be anywhere near when we have this conversation. 

“I am going to get ready for work, okay? Would you be okay to stay here by yourself or do you prefer that I stay home today?” I asked Colette who was currently laying on my lap as I sat in bed.

I was playing with her hair while she began to slowly drift off into sleep. I could only assume that she did not sleep as much last night due to my absence. She must have been so worried, and I know how much of an overthinker she is. She probably thought about the possibility of me cheating and she would not be wrong. I could only assume that she already thought of what she would say if I had come home and confessed that I cheated on her, or what she would have done if by the time morning arrived and she found out I had cheated on her somehow from someone or somewhere such as social media. I had not even thought about the possibility of Lisa taking pictures with me while I was drunk last night.

As the thought of the possibility of Lisa taking pictures of me last night came to mind, my heart skipped a beat and my throat immediately got dry. How could I have been so stupid?

There are literally so many ways that I could get caught. I began to think of my tracks. I need to cover my tracks. Thinking about that now I guess that if anyone were to see me going over at Lisa’s place they could just as easily report back to her and then she would immediately get suspicious. I need to come up with an excuse to go over to Lisa’s place, but why would I possibly need to go over there?

“No, it is okay. You can go to work. I still have a baby growing inside of me you know. We need to start preparing for that from now on seeing as only one of us is currently working and bringing in the money.” Colette suddenly said, taking me away from my intrusive train of thought.

I looked down at her and smiled as I gently caressed her face. As I looked at her, looking at me, I mentally apologized for betraying her trust. I apologized for keeping such a big secret from her; most importantly, I apologized for being a bad boyfriend and already a bad father. She really does not deserve this.

Colette does the most so that she can make sure that my faith and trust in her never hinder. Whenever there is a guy on her phone, she would make sure to explain to me the reason behind their messages or how he even got there. Of all times I noticed a random number or name on her phone, I would, later on, learn that it is because she is a group for an assignment for school and immediately after that assignment is completed, she blocks everyone and deletes the group chat. What I love about her is that although I may not physically express that I am uncomfortable with the idea of her talking to a guy, she takes it upon herself to go out of her to show me that nothing is going on. She would do this by openly telling the guy she is in a relationship, she would often talk about me to him, she would post multiple pictures and videos of us together and would even leave her phone unlocked, with the person’s chat open, then leave the room to go shower and come back.

I could only assume she does that so I would have time to go through whatever I wanted, in the case that I do not want to openly ask to see things on her phone or I would be uncomfortable doing it in her presence. If even after doing all of that, she is still convinced that I am not comfortable with the idea, she would simply just block and delete every male on her phone and show me. She literally treats me so well and I am such a bad boyfriend to her.

I mean, I have a couple of female friends and I still talk to my former girlfriends, I know that Colette would hate that because she is really insecure about herself. I really do not want her to ever question her worth, so I simply do not tell her that I have female friends. I never text anyone while she is around so she has the impression that I do not have friends. I do not ever want her to see me texting anyone and then overthink the situation. The majority of the time when I am with her and I am on my phone playing mobile games, I make sure to mute every chat that I could and put my phone on do not disturb so that in the instance that someone tries to call me, my phone might vibrate once but I would never see or hear the call coming in, even when my phone is not on silent.

Colette got off my lap laid down on the bed, gently resting her head on the pillow. I kissed her on her forehead before I slid off the bed and grabbed my towel to go shower. While in the shower, I thought about my next move. How am I going to meet with Lisa? There is no way that I am going to text her or call her on the phone. She could either screenshot the messages with intentions to send them to Colette or record the phone call and snitch on me regardless. She could not be trusted at all.    

I finally got done with my shower and I got out. As I dried my skin, I sauntered into the bedroom to get dressed. When I entered the bedroom, I saw that Colette had awoken and she was preparing my clothes. There was also food in a bowl on the bed for me.

She is so efficient and thoughtful. How could I ever give up on something that is such a blessing to me? She is not even my wife yet and she does all of these things for me. I cannot let that go. Not at all.

“Hey, did I wake you? I thought I would have to wake you up to let you know I was ready to leave.” I said chuckling a little.

“No, you did not. I had to prepare your clothes and make something for you to eat because I know you would not do it and you would just starve yourself all day.”

“You are so thoughtful. How did I ever get so lucky?” I stated and kissed her on the forehead.

I went on to get dressed and packed my bags for the night. I would have to get a couple of snacks for tonight when business is relatively slow, and the security officers had a chance to sleep.

“Is there anything you need while I am out? I can get whatever before I go to work so I would not have to make any stops on my way back tomorrow morning.” I asked Colette as I picked up my bags and got ready to walk out of the door.

“No thank you. Just bring me a pastry when you are on your way home. Also, can you drop this off at Lisa’s place for me? She left it here and I am really not in the mood to deal with her, so I do not want her to come back for it.    

” Colette explained and I  literally had to resist the urge to fist pump in the air from blatant excitement.

Perfect. This is just so perfect. It is like God sees me and hears my cries and knows that I am sorry for my infidelities. I feel so lucky right now.

“Okay, babe. I got you. Please rest. I do not want you to stress yourself out. Call me if you need anything okay?” I said to Colette and then kissed her on her forehead.

“Goodbye. Be safe out there, okay?”

I walked out of the house and immediately made my way over to Lisa’s place. This needs to be dealt with indefinitely.    

As I walked down the street, on my way to Lisa’s place, I thought deeply about what I was going to do to contain the situation. What will I say to her? Should I pretend to want to be with her to boost her ego enough that she would not try to tell Colette anything? Or should I be honest and tell her about the baby, risk her telling Colette and ruining everything for me?

Considering the fact that I was already in front of her house right now, I guess I would just have to wing it I guess.

I pressed the doorbell and waited for Lisa to come out. The door opened after a minute to show a very sweaty Lisa.

“Hey, Colette told me you were coming over. What took you so long?” Lisa asked and opened the door wider for me to step inside.

I shook my head and stood my ground outside of the house.

“Here is your bag that you so carelessly left at our house.”

“Hmm, I would not say carelessly left…more like strategically placed. See, I knew Colette would not want to come over here to bring me my bag and I also know that she would not want me to use that as an opportunity to go over there because let us face it, she really cannot stand my presence. Plus, you have work tonight so it would only make sense that she would send you over here to bring it to me. I had a feeling we needed to talk about some things, so step into my office.”

I looked at Lisa in disbelief and entered her house. Why do I have a feeling that I am about to regret coming over here?