Emi
I've been staying at Jack’s house more often; I was hoping that if I met him halfway about living together, he would let me in a bit more. He still tries to do everything by himself, and he doesn't include me with things. Technically it's his child, but I'm his partner and I do think we can make this work if he allows me to be a part of his child’s life.
Tonight, I just wanted some alone time, a nice bottle of wine and some Netflix. Alyssa was out with Jake, Tyson was out with Grace, who I still haven't met and Jack, well, I'm assuming he's at home. I honestly don't know where he is. He was late again, and I didn't bother telling him I wasn't going to be there when he finally decided to come home.
My night ended up being so peaceful, thanks to the wine, that I fell asleep on the couch.
When I looked at my phone, I realized that I didn't have any missed calls or texts from Jack wondering where I was. So, I decided to suck up my hurt feelings and text Jack.
