Fifty One

"Uhm I didn't think you would be awake." Marcel said walking into the room nervously, staring at anywhere else but her.

"Get! Out!" Abigail screamed at him again, pointing towards the door.

*Just who the hell does he think he his, going invincible all of a sudden and thinking he could just appear the way he likes.* Abigail thinks.

"Abigail, I'm sorry. I truly am and I have no excuses." He bowed his head in shame.

"Shouldn't Rachael be your excuse. You do not have to hide that's she far more important than me, your sister, and the kids." She laughed dryly getting down from the bed.

"First you bring her to the church and flaunt her in my face, disrespecting the fact that I'm your wife then next, you decide to go invisible. Do you know how we waited for you? How I had to come with crazy excuses for your sorry ass. I am so mad that I don't want to see your face right now, so get the fuck out my room and my house!"

Marcel was confused. He knew he did wrong by not showing up when he said