Abandoned

chapter 10

Omar's p.o.v

I brought my wife and son to dinner at a restaurant that opened up here not too long ago. After we order I tell them I am going to go to the bar because they got my drink order wrong. It's a lie of course, I just can't stand to be around Julia longer than necessary. It will be a couple of minutes until the food arrives anyways, so it doesn't even matter. I sit on a stool and across the room I watch Mayra's parents get up and walk out after saying goodbye to Adam and his family. The bartender looks over to where I am looking and starts blabbing all on her own. "Oh that poor family. Poor Mr. Brady, having to put the love of his life in that awful center. Atleast Mayra is doing well from what I hear. She just completed her first 90 days in rehab and she can finally get visitors and phone calls." the woman says. I stare at her. "Oh, sorry what are you having?" she asks me. "2 tequila shots" I tell her. "Coming right up" she says. I take this time to ask her some questions without sounding too desperate. "That's extremely sad about that family. I have a cousin that my aunt wants to put in rehab. Do you happen to know what facility she is at? I am sure they put her somewhere nice. I bet my aunt would appreciate the information" I tell her. Of course she gives me the information. Thank god. Guess who will have a new visitor tomorrow? She gives me 2 more shots and I take them down quickly and pay and tip her well, not just for the shots, but for the information as well. I turn around and walk back to my family. Julia is scowling. Ugh she always looks angry and unhappy. She will have to fix her face. I sit down and shortly after, our food arrives. "Fix your face Julia" I whisper in her ear. She quickly changes her face to a fake smile. Good.

I wake up with a little pep in my step. I get to see Mayra today. I kept wondering where they were hiding her or if she had went back to popping pills, but it couldn't be. The last time I saw her she looked so good, too good to go back to popping pills. I grab the disgusting lunch Julia has packed for me. I have to make it seem like I will be at work so she won't get suspicious and start snooping around like she has done before. I am the boss though, so I call my assistant and tell her I won't be going in today and if anything comes up to forward it to one of my main guys on the sites. I searched the place last night so I put the address in the gps and head there. I arrive and look around. I walk in through the front door and I have no idea what I was expecting. Maybe a mental hospital or something? This place looks like a resort. A place that people go on vacation. "Hello, may I help you?" a woman asks me. "Yes, I am here to visit a family member, her name is Mayra Arroyo and my aunt said that she can receive visitors now so I want to surprise her." I tell the old woman. "Yes, that is true. What is your name? I need an I.D. and you need to sign in here" she says. Shìt, I didnt even think of that. Her family will see my name on the list of visitors. I look at the sign in sheet and its just a signature. I have a plan. I show her my I.D, but sign a different name. She doesn't even check what I signed she just brings me into a room.

"I will leave you two alone" I hear the woman say as shoes clap on the floor. The door closes and I stand up and turn around to face her. I am basically smacked in the face with her beauty. My whole adult life becomes a huge regret. I have everything I can think of and I am still miserable because I don't have her anymore. Did I put her here? I left her alone while pregnant. I left her alone to deliver our baby. I broke every promise I ever made her, yet here she is, standing tall and proud. "Omar, what are you doing here?" she looks at me with wide eyes. Shock written all over her features. "I came to speak to the mother of my son. I come in peace Mayra. I want to apologize for the other day at the restaurant" I tell her and she nods. "You are forgiven." she tells me. I feel like I am being dismissed right now and I don't like it. "I want to meet my son." I tell her and she pales. "Omar, I don't think that's a good idea. Michael has a dad already" she tells me and my chest hurts with those words. "That ìdìot is not his father" I yell at her. She gasps and for a moment looks scared of me. No, this isn't suppossed to happen this way. I need to calm the hèll down. "Mayra he is my son and I want to be a part of his life." I basically demand. "Omar, I understand. Look, I went through some very rough times these past 5 years and I am trying to get myself better and in a good place. Right now my parents have custody of Michael. He is staying with them and right now I do not think it is a good idea to interrupt his life. I am in here and he is very upset about it. He doesn't think I am returning and I am trying to prove to my kids that I have changed and am healthy for them. It's complicated. Can we discuss this once I am done with rehab?" she asks me. I mean it sounds like the right thing to do. "So that man isn't around my son?" I ask her. "Omar, be reasonable here. You have not wanted anything to do with Michael. His dad has been there since he was born. Please, do not be like this. Once I am out, I will speak to his father and we will discuss where to go from there on okay" she tells me. "No Mayra. Talk to that man today okay. You either figure it out so I can see my son or there will be consequences" I tell her. "Don't try me Mayra or I will take him from you. I am sure a judge would gladly give custody to me. I own a business, I am married, have a house, room for him and I am not on drugs" I tell her. I watch as her face falls. I feel guilty, but she needs to learn, to understand. I will leave it here for now. I need to wait for her to get out so I can proceed with my plan anyways. I will have my family back one day soon enough. Me, Mayra, Michael and Omar Jr. I might even allow her bastard to live with us. She can be our maid. She doesn't have to know that though. I smile and nod. "I'm sorry Mayra, lets just keep in touch and we will discuss our son at a later date" I tell her. "Okay Omar" she tells me and just stares blankly at me. I notice how she tugs the sleeves of her long sleeve t shirt. "I'll see you around" I say and she stands up and walks back to where she came in from. I walk the other way to the entrance. I get out to my truck and stretch my arms. "Soon babygirl, soon"