Thursday, April 15, 2010

baby daddy. pt 2

baby was born.

i had a new job (at the hospital), worked nights since taylor was about 8 weeks old....

her dad got a new assistant manager (a young hispanic girl).
she adored him.
she let it be known.

i was oblivious to all this until one night....
"The" night....

my grandma and i had gone to the mall (where he worked) for his "lunch break," which was more like dinner.
we all ate together.... (him, me, baby and grandma).

grandma wanted to go in to Robinson's May (they had one of their huge sales going on and were open late that night)....
so by the time we finished shopping there, the rest of the mall was closed.
grandma and i walked to the elevators in the middle of the mall to get upstairs (back to the parking lot).... grandma looks over the side and asks, "ashley is that jason?" (taylor's dad's name is also jason, funny huh?)
i look over the side. "umm no grammy. jason wouldn't be walking with a girl!"
then i looked again.... watched this guy follow this girl up the escalator, with his hands sliding behind hers up the handrails.... (his face a little to close to her ASS for my comfort).... they stop at the top. girl drops her keys. guy picks them up. they hug.... girl walks off one way. guy turns and starts walking towards us, when suddenly he realizes.... it's MEEE!!!! and suddenly i realize, it's HIIIIMMM!!!!!

my insides started shaking.... yes SHAKING.... i mean like stomach was flipping.... hands started shaking.... i'm pushing the stroller as FAST AWAY as i possibly can....
he throws his arms up in the air as if to say, "what's uuuuup?"
i told grammy, "come on gram. quick. let's go."
i'm walking as fast as i possibly can to get to the parking lot....
he jogged to catch up to us.... calling my name.
i'm shaking and tingling and feel like i'm going to vomit...
i'm putting taylor in the car, when he grabs my arm and spins me around....
automatic reaction? SMACK him RIGHT in the face! and HARD!!!!
i pulled the ring off that he had gotten for me, and threw it at him.
screamed a whole bunch of mean stuff at him, and ended up leaving....
poor grammy. she was probably so embarrassed!!! (sorry gram)

anyway.... taylor was 3 months old at the time....
he cried.
he tried to make up.
tried to "show" me there was NOTHING going on....
i tried.
tried to hold the "family" together....
tried to believe him....
i didn't.
i never did.
i wanted to,
but i just didn't....

next day, my sister had to pick up a picture she had ordered from the same mall.... mom watched the baby, and i decided i was going with my sister to the mall....
we passed the store.
he was working....
and so was SHEEEEE.....
i walked passed the store, thinking i had all this self control, and then the mutha-flippin G-H-E-T-T-O took over....
i pulled my sweatshirt off and tied it around my waist and walked in to the store.... i didn't work there anymore. i didn't give a shit what they thought of me.... besides, it was that stupid girl working there anyway... i walk in with my eyes GLUED to her face.... just WAITING for her to look at me cross eyed....
she looks up and smiles at me.... "hey there."

"don't fuck*n hey there me you stupid homewreckin SLUT!" i managed to barf out....
holy smokes.... i didn't know i had it in me... okay, so maybe i totally knew i had it in me, but i did NOT expect it to come out like that!!!! i FLIPPED OUT!!!! she tried going on about how she doesn't know what i'm talking about and blah blah blah and she wants to just talk to me after work.... and all this random shit. i can't even remember what she was saying, cuz i'm pretty sure fire was FLAMING out of my ears at this point.
anyway, i told her i'd be there when she got off of work....
i waited.... saw her come out some other exit and RUN to her truck.... what the?! i really honestly expected her to come and "talk" to me.... mall security was called on us, but i had put my sweatshirt back on at that time.

ex-jason and my sister had then gotten into an argument while i was yelling at her.... jason was yelling about how much he LOVED me.... oh man, it's rather sickening when i think back about it.... horribly DYSFUNCTIONAL!!!!! WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?!

it was SOOOO stupid!!!!

i wasn't in love....
i was very VERY insecure....

we tried to make it work for about another year, before finally calling it quits....
i remember some of the last words he had said to me were that "we're gonna get married one day. i just know it."

maybe i knew otherwise....
i didn't trust him....
nor would i ever, EVER again.....

4 comments:

Jenni Newman said...

"mutha-flippin G-H-E-T-T-O took over...." BAAA HA HA HA! I grew accustom to that getto side and loved how much balls you had to even fight my battles for me. Stupid girls and our drama! I'm reading these waiting for some of my favorites to come up!
I'm glad you upgraded to a better Jason. =)

Ashley King said...

i'm glad i upgraded to a better jason too....

and i'm glad i let the ghetto side of me go (well, for the most part).... it became exhausting jumping into fight mode often. haha. i totally would have fought every battle for you too and you know that.... remember cassie? sophomore year? after school? man oh man....

yeah, there's more up the sleeve....

buymebarbies said...

HAHAHAHA, "mutha-flippin G-H-E-T-T-O took over" and "I can't even remember what she was saying, cuz I'm pretty sure fire was FLAMING out of my ears at this point." Too funny, it probably shouldn't be, but it is!! HILARIOUS.....

Jenni Newman said...

AH AHA HA! Even your mom thinks it's hilarious! We love you just the way you are! Wacko!