I don’t know what I was thinking. Any positive thought that went through my mind about Spencer was gone at this point. All I had left was the beautiful thought of Eva. I had to keep holding on for her. I just had to.
I never knew where Spencer was. He was always out doing something (or someone, who knows). When he wasn’t at work, he told me he was out at the casino or bar, drinking and gambling the money we had away. It’s not like we had any money to begin with. It was enough to scrape by every day.
The time he was at home, we argued. I hoped to god Eva never heard us. It would have burned a hole in her immediately. She was so young. This night was different. I could smell the alcohol on his breath as he stumbled in the door.
“Amelia. Amelia, come here.”
Hesitantly, I moved to where he was. “Spencer, you’re drunk again. You should—“
“Shut up! I’ll do what I want to! I’m your husband, be careful what you tell me to do!”
I sighed, knowing how this was going to end. Though I didn’t. “Fine. I’m going to tuck Eva in.”
As I turned to leave, that’s when it struck.
“Why don’t you stop being such an unbelievably annoying cunt!”
I froze in my tracks. It had gotten bad before, almost physical, but he had never swore at me before. A piece of my heart broke and I felt as if I couldn’t move. Spencer pushed past me to the stairs. After a few moments I heard our bedroom door slam. Eva started bawling.
I gave myself a moment for it all to sink in before heading upstairs. “Shh. Shhh.” I calmed Eva down after a few minutes and watched her as she slept. I thought about what I would do about Spencer. I needed to turn him around. I placed Eva in her crib and stepped downstairs.
As I picked up the phone I thought about who I was going to call. I hadn’t talk to him in months. I hadn’t really talked to anyone in months, really. Did I even remember his number? I stared at the phone before dialing a number that was vague familiar. It rang exactly 3 times before being picked up.
The voice was rough, as if the person had been sleeping. Except I knew they hadn’t been sleeping, that was the way they sounded. It was a familiar, warm voice that had been my best friend for the longest time.
“Miko…I need your help…can I come over?”
“Amelia?! I umm..I sure, come on over.”
I smiled slightly and drove over. Miko was immediately at the door.
“Amelia. What happened?” I was uneasy, and looked like I was going to cry.
“It’s Spencer…he’s not who I thought he was..”
“Come sit down, I’ll get you something to drink and you tell me everything.”
I sat there for a couple hours, talking and discussing my current situation with Miko. It was great to be in his house again. It was always warm and comfortable. Almost like home.
“Thanks. We should hang out again sometime.” We were standing by the front door, and with a slightsmile, I was gone into the night.When I got home, however, my mood completely reverted back. Spencer was sitting on the couch, waiting for me.“Where were you?”
“I was out, at a friends’ house.”
“It was Miko wasn’t it. Is he trying to steal you away from me again?”
“No! I hadn’t talked to him since I got kicked out of my house. I missed him!”
“That’s bullshit!” Spencer was on his feet quickly and was in front of me. The smell of alcohol was stronger now. He hadn’t gone to sleep.
“I’m telling you the truth.”
“You’re lying to me! You lying bitch!”
Before I could defend myself, Spencer had done the unthinkable. He had actually hit me. I took a couple steps back in shock and in fear. There were no words passed between us, Spencer simply walked passed me and out the door. When I heard the car speed off, I quickly ran upstairs and grabbed Eva. I had to get out of there.
It took me a long time to walk to Miko’s house, but eventually I got there. He was still awake and saw me outside. No words were exchanged between us. He stared at me with a pained look in his eye. My cheek was still slightly pink. He broke the silence and pulled me into a tight hug. At that moment I knew everything was going to be okay. As long as Miko was here, it was going to be okay.