I’ve never fed into the dream. The lackluster social scene where the family stepped on everybody to get ahead. Who would go through lengths to come on top.
And, speaking of the top, the cherry for me was Alan sleeping with fifteen-year-old girls.
Some of them friends of mine in high school.
I can’t tell you how sickening it was to be told by your classmates that they fucked your dad. That they even once did it on your bed.
I didn’t need to confront Alan about it. When I started looking hard enough, he did it right under our noses.
Catherine was always out fucking around with tea parties, shopping, and dredging up the next elite ball to show off her status and the money she married into.
Bobby was doing the same damn thing I was, but betting ourfather’s money away and his weekly allowance, but with different friends.
And, Alan, he would devise times for a quick fuck at our home, in his office, or a cheap hotel, then send them on their way.
Meirna would’ve lived with not only the past, but the future that was still happening today.
Alan isstillfucking fifteen-year-old girls. Bobby isstillcheating on her with Jolene, is in debt now up to his ass, and gets blown by women he picks up on business trips.
And for Catherine, nothing has changed on the front.
But everything has changed for me.
My life.
My family.
The way I approach and do things.
I’m cautious as hell and didn’t take marrying Meirna lightly. Nothing was going to be easy about it. It didn’t matter how I moved or what I did; Bobby was going to be her number one due to comfort and familiarity.
I’ve had my own trials and tribulations that I’ve had to overcome through the whole course of my life. After my father’s sudden death, I became a pillar to my mother and sister. I had to fight against his friends and business partners who tried to steal what was rightfully ours. I had women come out of the woodwork claiming my father had knocked them up and carried his love child.
We’ve had his will contested twice, and my mother’s mental health started deteriorating. Nothing about what happened was alright. Not only did I need to be there physically for my family, but I had to securely fasten myself into my father’s company so my mother and sister didn’t lose it all.
It’s why I could never fully be in Meirna’s life.
Not only did my family not live in New York, but I was fighting several differentbattles at home.
But I did everything I could to keep Meirna within my grasp in some capacity.
I was her first time with Bobby.
And I’m going to be her last.
When my brother wanted to take her to Chicago so he could spend “time with her”, I funded her non-profit, so she had to cancel the trip with him.
Why would I do that at that specific time?
Because Bobby was meeting with a mob boss to get more money for his bullshit. One look at Meirna, and she would’ve become collateral damage when he couldn’t pay them back.
They may have gone out to dinner, spent holidays together, and fucked. But once my family was secured, I was going to rip her away.
And I did.
Now I have to deal with the consequences of how to attain her trust moving forward.
Three drinks in, I’m tired of waiting for Meirna to come out and yell at me some more.
