“Tate, we need to
talk.”
“Oh, fine. What?”
“I'm sick of this.
All you care about is the election, I've haven't had a look in in
months. And Aria tells me you've had a woman back here-”
“She's a little shit
who makes things up to cause drama.”
“I'm not done. Well,
actually, I am. I've had three children for you and not a word of
thanks.”
“Come off it. You are
a failure as a woman. Three chances to get it right and what do I
have? A snivelling wimp, a brat with more issues than your crappy
women's magazines and an ugly girl. Great.”
“Saraya looks like
you, that's why she's ugly. I never wanted to marry you anyway. You
were supposed to be the provider. But instead you screwed everything
up and lost us everything. You're not good enough to give me the
lifestyle I deserve. I'm leaving and taking every last penny, Tate.
Hope you enjoy being a single father.”
“I'm afraid that
won't be happening, Sheri. I have no intention of becoming a single
father. I also have no intention of letting you leave...”
“Did you really think
I would? You know what I am...”
A few months and a
new house later...
“It's time...”
“Will you marry me?”
“Yes!”
“Oh man, not again...
Wait, what? Is that..oh god no.”
The next day...
“This is Roxxi. She
is going be my new wife. Say hello to your stepmother, children.
“She's going to be
having your baby brother and sister too. Deal with it.”
Later...
“Great, just great.
Who the hell is this woman? We've never even met her once, and now
she's pregnant and marrying Tate? Fuck.”
“She's... an adult
film star.”
“I don't even want to
know how you know that, Ellis.”
"Hey...!"
“So that's what you
do on that computer...”
“N-no! It's nothing
like that!”
“Anyway, she's having
twins. That means two babies who do nothing but scream and shit
themselves.”
“Could be worse,
could be three...”
“Don't even joke
about that, Raya.”
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