My Third Chance

Chapter 5

That's when I hear another growl. 

The man who I suppose is Evan comes right towards me. He doesn't take his eyes off me, and I don't take my eyes off him either. It's like we were in a trance with each other.

Here he is, right in front of me, and I notice the color of his eyes. They're a dark brown but not too brown. His hair is a dark shade of blond with small waves. I've never seen one like it. It made me want to run my fingers through it to see if it feels soft to the touch as it looks.

'What the heck I am thinking.'

I shake my head a little bit to get those thoughts out of my head. He gets out of his trance when I do that. I know because he shakes his head too and clears his throat.

"You must be Mila, right?"

'Oh my God! That voice is so deep. It sends chills down my spine.' The good kind of ones. 'I could hear it all the time and won't get tired of it.'

"Mila, right?" He asks me again.

'What the f**k it's going on with me? Keep it together Mila, you're here for a break. Not to drool for a person that you just met.'

I clear my throat and answer him. "Yes, I'm Mila. You must be Evan. Nice ton meet you." I tried to shake his hand, but he looks at my hand like it has a disease. 

'That's weird. I know my hands are clean.'

Still looking at my hand he asks me, "Are those your kids?" pointing with he's head to Tristan and Magnus.

I retreat my hand and look towards my kids and smile.

"Yes, they're mine. Why?"

He then looks angrily at me, and I don't know why. Then from angry to disgusted. Which believe me, I don't get it at all. Then he says in a cold voice, "I, Evan Sanchez reject you, Mila" he then looks at me and asks me what's my last name.

I'm in shock. He asks me again. And I notice that he's getting inpatient, so I tell him, "Walker" saying in a low voice. I never took Tony's last name. People found it weird, but I never had the desire to take his last name.

Evan repeats again. "I, Evan Sanchez reject you, Mila Walker as my mate and partner" With that he ran to the woods and in a instant he was gone.

When he left, I felt this burning sensation going all over my body. It was like I was on fire on the inside. My chest hurt really bad. I tried to hold a scream but couldn't. I scream so loud that I bet even they could hear it in the town.

My kids came out of the car to help me, but we didn't know what was happening. And then just like it came, it was gone.

'What the f**k just happen?' 

The kids kept on asking me if I was okay. if I need it something looking at them I reassure them that I was okay. And give them both hugs. I had this feeling, a bad one. Like I just lost something really important to me. and HE was the important one. But that was impossible, I just met him. His words shouldn't  have to affect me this much.

The person I just lost was Tony. not some stranger that I just met. Maybe that's why I feel like that. 'This separation is messing with my head.' I say thinking to myself.

"Mami, why are you crying?" I heard Magnus say.

"Honey I'm not crying why you said that?"

"Mami, can you pick me up? Please."

He's heavy, but I'm used to it by now. Since he was a baby, he was the one that always wanted to be in my arms. When I pick him up, he touches my cheek with his hands. I feel the wetness that he was getting in his hands. My eyes open wide.

'No, why is this happening?'

I came up with a lame excuse.

"There was something in my eye and it came in the form of the tear" I know really lame. I really didn't know what to say. 'Oh God please, don't let them see right through me. Please!'

Tristan looks at me, he has this look on him. The one that to me, it's telling me he seen more stuff that one child should. Which it's crazy because they were always with me up until they started school. How can that be possible? Magnus gets me out of my thoughts.

"Mami, it's okay to cry. You don't need to hide it from us. We love you so much and we are here for you. We're never going to leave you alone. Even if dad leaves you." then he looks at Tristan. "Right Tristan, we're always going to be with mommy"

Tristan smiles at us then nods his head yes. "Of course. Mami is our world." then looks at me "always and forever, right mami"

Touching his cheeks and looking at both of them with love, adoration and pride I answer to them.

"Always and forever"

How is it that my two kids do this? Being so mature when they're only six and seven years. With that in my thoughts I add "but you my boys need to keep being boys for a little bit more. Let mami handle the rest, okay?"

With that both of them smile "Yes mami" both of them say at the same time.

Putting Magnus down I look to Tristan and ask him to get me my phone. that's in the car. He gets in and gets it for me.

I call Milly. She answers at the first ring. I can't help it; I have to joke about it.

"Were you actually waiting by the phone for me to call or were you hooked on sss?"

Faking laughing, she says "Well I was waiting for you to call and got bored, so I had to do something, right?"

"Yes, yes. Keep telling yourself that."

"Oh hush, just tell me. Did you get there okay? Was the trip to long? Did you meet Evan already?"

"Woman, take a breath please" you could hear the smile on my voice. "Ask one thing at the time. And to answer your questions yes, we got here fantastic actually. Yes, the trip was long. And well about Evan..." I bit my lip. Is a weird habit I did sometimes when I nervous.

"What about him?"

"Well, that's the thing. I don't know what happen. When I got out the car, I presented myself and then he asked if Tristan and Magnus were mine. When I told him, that yes, they were mine I saw in his face and eyes that he got angry but didn't say anything. Then he said something that I didn't get."

Milly was silent for a couple of minutes. I was getting worried. "Milly are you okay?" still without saying anything. "Milly please you're getting me worried. What's going on?"

"What!? I'm sorry Mila, but could you tell me what exactly he said." So, I did.

"Oh my God! This never happened before. How is that even possible?" she continues to mumble to herself and here I am, as clueless as always.