You're My Gravity.

“I’m sorry, we really tired.” I sigh and slide down the wall as i hear Mike’s yelling on the background. He couldnt control himself. He isnt the man i married, and im scared for my life and the well being of my kids… our kids.
“MIKE SHUT THE FUCK UP!” someone yells from the back and there’s crashes, that make my heart skip a beat.
“Pass me to him” I say, between my sobs. “I’ll try to calm him.”
"Okay…” he sounds unsure, but movement are heard. “ Its Sandy.” Vic says softly, and mike mumbles a give me that. “Hello?”
"Mike? Hi baby.”
“Hi.”
“How are you, honey?” He chuckles, i dont know why.
“drunk. very drunk. what do you want?” I cringe at the harshness that his voice radiated from the other line. I take a deep breath and try to control my sob
. “Nothing baby, just seeing how my husband is doing.”
“Well im fine. Im tired. Bye.” the line clicks off. I sob and sob, until my chest hurts. This is bad, this isnt the way it was suppose to be. No.

Vic: he’s asleep. he started to cry as soon as he hanged up. Sandra, he needs help.

Help.
My husband.
The man that kissed both of my pregnant bellies, the man that loves me uncontionally, needs professional help. This was a living nightmare.

He’s going to change. i know he is.
Vic: Time will tell, Sandy. I’m worried… really worried
Me too, Vic. It isn’t easy. where are you guys?
Vic: Northern California, San Fran. why?
Road trip. i’ll see you tomorrow
. Vic: Sandy..

Ill leave the kids with your parents, I need to see my husband. He’s a drug i can’t live without, even though he’s losing himself

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I kiss my kids on their forehead and hug my mother in law as she grabs Sophia.
“Ill be back in two days.”
"Take you time. tell the boys i said hi.”
“Will do.” She enters the house as i enter the car, and put the address for the venue on my gps. Traffic was slow as always, and I missed the noise of the kids on the backseat. My phone pings, and its a text from Mike, telling me that he missed me and the kids. He was normal today, let’s see how long that lasts today. I connect my phone on the car, and call my husband.
“Yellow?”
“Blue!” He laughs and i know that he’s sober and i’m talking to the man i married. “Hi baby!”
“Hey! how are you and the kids?”
“Well the kids are spending the weekend with your parents; I’m going out of town.”
“Awh, okay. Have fun.” I smile widely.
“I will, its a wedding expo in Vegas.”
“Oh look it you, going to vegas.”
“Yeah.” I roll my eyes. “I miss you.”
"I miss you too. I really need you, Sandra. it’s been hell.”
“Why you say that?’
“I dont know. I’m honestly lost.” He kept on talking about his struggles with the band, and how he was feeling out of it when it came to performing, which was odd, even for him. He was changing, and he was noticing, it just hurt me that he doesn’t want to change. We talked the entire trip, amazingly, he just talked about the first few days of tour, while i exchanged stories of the kids’ first day of school. He sounded sad when i told him about the birthday plans that me and the rest of the girls have for Sophia’s first birthday. I take the exit to a quick stop at In-n-Out and hang up on him as i exit the car. I don’t want to spoil my plan slash surprise. Once i got my food, i sit on the tables outside when my instagram notifications go bananas. I open the app and smile widely. It was a picture of our 3 hour call, where my number was under the name of Love of My World.

ptvmike: Missing this jewel. Love you @sandy.h.fuentes.

I smile as i type my response.

sandra.h.fuentes: I love you my drummer boy.

And the comments rolled in like tires coming down a hill. I mute my notifications and let the spamming stop. I look through my feed and post a picture of the kids which i took before i left.

sandra.h.fuentes: Missing these terrible three. Momma loves ya and Daddy misses you.

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The lasts hours of the drive were hectic. The traffic was horrible and people honked and honked, i got a headache. Vic texts me that they were eating at some restaurant nearby and to see him them there. I smiled but i had a bad feeling in me. I shake it off and continue focusing on Lynn’s voice as it booms throughout my car. I take the exit and i start to get nervous. What if he gets mad at me for leaving the kids, or for lying to him about my trip to Vegas with no one.
What.. No. this is my surprise, and i can easily make him happy. I input the directions to the restaurant and smile as it took no longer than 20 minutes from where i was. I wipe my sweaty hands on my jeans, disgusting i know, as i parked in front. I can see them laughing, when his eyes roam around and land on the car. They go wide, but then shakes his head and goes back to the conversation. I text Vic that i am here and i see him look down and smile. I look at myself once more in the small mirror and smile, as i get out the car. I walk, quietly, and open the door, making a little bell ring. I look at the boys and smile as Tony makes eye contact with me. He elbows mike and he just glares at his bandmate, and then looks front.
“Sandra!” Jaime looks back as Mike struggles to get out of the booth and runs to me, getting me into his arms and spinning me around. “ Oh my god..” He kisses my forehead, my cheeks and then my lips. “Wait… What about Vegas?” “That was a lie.” He smiles and we walk to the booth in where Tony gets a separate chair so i can sit with my husband. They continue their talk, but I know Mike felt better, cause i could feel that tension just leave his body. He wraps his arm around my shoulder and places his head on mine. Vic takes out his phone and snaps a pic, than my phone screen goes on .

piercethevic: Sandy came to surprise the brother! #missingmywife.

“I’ll make sure to bring her next time.” I said to him as i like the picture.

Notes

Arent they cute?!


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